Sunday, November 27, 2011

How I will never be a regular Blogger, but dream of it anyway.

It has been nearly 26 weeks since my last post. I have been counting in weeks since about thing, because about then I have had something growing inside of me, that has week by week biological updates. I am pregnant and due mid-February.  Though I have composed 1001 blog posts mentally throughout various brief computer down times I havent posted anything. A lot has changed besides my waistline, I am married as of Sept 3. In a new family home with 4 other adults, my Husband, his Mother, Brother and Brother's Friend. My stuff is crammed in the living room, barely accessible, the rest in the first of two rooms we have as our own. Add to this a growing amount of Baby things. My bedroom on the other hand is my sanctuary although incomplete it has our Bed, Dressers, and a giant picture window. Still work to be done. It has been a whirlwind, without morning sickness and fainting spells adding to the pile.

Since Moving in the End of September My Husband has installed an entire wall of Kitchen Shelves, so my things can be incorporated into an already well stocked, but not for Baking Kitchen. Washed down all the Walls in the only Bathroom to remove a build of mold, which has not returned and hopefully stays this way. Stripped, Sanded, Primed and Painted the bedroom, including building a few pieces of Ikea Furniture. Kept up with all the laundry, and all while looking for a job. He is getting a little worn out I am afraid so I have not tasked him with the next project, yet.

I hope that I will find more time to actually post to my blog. I am going on Early Maternity leave, since my ability to work 8 hours standing in a high paced, stress inducing environment is at its end. Of course I have a lot of work ahead of me to get my parts of this house in order to welcome a baby in February. Especially with fitting a 6th adult into the fold for about 3 weeks around the birthing time.

So today before finishing my part of the kitchen, actually filing cupboards, I started writing down the mental "To Dos" I can no longer trust my mind to remember them.