That word has described my mood 98% of these last few weeks - Anxious! The excitement of knowing that in a few short months our home will be a haven for a newly born child is overwhelming. But with that excitement comes anxiety. You'd think I'd be less anxious, after all, this is my third child. But with each baby, I tend grow increasingly anxious about the birth. How will I handle the sleepless nights? Will I be able to manage everything? What if I need a c-section? Will Hubby make it home for the birth? Oh my Lord, the baby is due in two months and I don't have a diaper in the house yet!
Now, I know in the end, everything will work out just fine. It ALWAYS does. But I'm a planner. And if there's not a tried and true plan put forth in front of me, I get anxious.
We've been trying to sell our house for a couple of months. It's a three bedroom house located about 25 to 30 minutes from both of my parents. Our plan was to try to sell this home and get into a bigger home before the baby arrived. However, due to this and that, I've ultimately decided to take the house off the market for a while and cram all three kids in this house. Right now, the girls share a bedroom and the third room is used as an office for me and a military/aviation hall of fame for my husband. In years past, I've always enjoyed having the girls in the same room. You see, hubby is out of town quite often. And if say a fire or something should happen, I always took comfort in knowing that I only had to run to one room, grab everybody up and head out the door. This system has worked out well. But, now we're talking about cramming three kids in one room. And while I know IT CAN BE DONE, it's really not ideal when you consider the size of the current bedroom. However, with that being said, our plan is to cram all three girls into the same room. We've decided to purchase bunk beds for the two oldest girls and then just use our existing crib for the new little one. Right now, both girls are in toddler beds and both have a sort of rail thing that keeps them from rolling out. The thought of bunk beds just scares me so bad. I know children sleep in them everyday. But Maddy gets up frequently during the night to go use the bathroom and I'm afraid that she's going to fall trying to get down. Oh the anxiety - it creeps up every chance it gets. Am I being silly? Someone tell me that an almost four year old child is perfectly capable of navigating a bunk bed.
Anyway, I've spent several days now, scouring craigslist and the local paper trying to find a good deal on bunk beds. As the days grow closer to Sept 1st, I feel as though I'm running out of time to get everything done. The nesting instinct has kicked in and I want Hubby to pull down all of the infant clothes that are stored in the attic so that I can start laundering and fixing and straightening and admiring . . . it won't be long til I'm holding that precious little baby in my arms!