So Very Tired

Since getting home from our trip I have done eleven loads of laundry, painted a nursery, sorted five boxes of baby clothes, hung two sets of curtains and bought and made a set of sheets for a guest room. Oh, and hemmed two pairs of pants (one of which I mangled real bad). I have been up and down those blasted stairs countless times and I have eaten my fill of cinnamon raisin bagels and ice cream sandwiches. So far, the baby has stretched my stomach to the point I actually thought it was tear open and caused me some searing pain while trying in vain to get comfy in bed. The kitchen is a mess, the living room looks like a baby factory threw up, the hall is full of painting supplies and tools and the basement has empty cardboard boxes strewn about. But you should see the nursery...


Right now there is only the rocking chair for furniture but I will take more pictures once everything is set up.

And presenting the guest room...

Did I mention that the dog refuses to go in the backyard so now I have to take her to the bush to pee? She had better get over this fast or her bladder is going to explode.