I’m starting my 27th week of pregnancy tomorrow. Yesterday, my sister in law had her baby girl, Chloe. She has sent photos today. Chloe is all puffy and doesn’t look too happy to be out of her mom’s womb.
My husband and I have been doing some cleaning of our stuff and my husband has done a lot of work in the basement; emptying it, painting, building some shelves, electricity, etc.
We have been getting rid of a lot of stuff we are not using too much, or I’d rather say, not using at all. I had all this kitchen stuff for the day I would make a Martha Stewart of myself. I don’t know if it’s pregnancy, but I have realized that this day will never come. I just cannot accumulate all this stuff that I don’t use. Apparently, this propency to get rid of a lot of stuff during pregnancy is called Nesting. I guess I must be living it very intensly, so is my husband. All sorts of dishes I had, some I thought I would use one day when I would have people over for dinner and have a team meal : eg medieval, or silver, or whatever. The truth and fact is, it is already enough work to cook for 10 people (that’s how many of my family we are) without having to start pulling out all sorts of dishes and stuff for one night. Moreover, when the stuff is so well stored in a box at the bottom of a pile of boxes, the desire isn’t there to go through the boxes to get to the stuff. So that’s it, I won’t have to deal with this anymore.
My pregnancy has been going well. Junior has not been moving too much in the past few days, but the previous couple of weeks he was quite active. We haven’t prepared his room yet. We figure it won’t take too long. We know what we want. We’ll just go and get it once the room is painted. It still is a stressful event from time to time. I stress about not working for a year and living on a reduced income. I stress for my husband’s job which hasn’t looked too safe lately. I stress about not being a good parent, not caring enough for the child. And I stress about not being prudent enough with the baby. I guess I’m going into to unknown as so many parents have done before me, and they seem to have all pulled it through. Sometimes, I imagine that one of me or my husband lose their job and I feel like we won’t be able to live on a single income. Then, I think of my parents who were able to live on a single income and ended up doing well. I guess it all comes down to the stuff again. We seem to spend so much on stuff our parents live without needing. Again, if we’re faced to live these problems, I’m sure we will figure out a way to reduce our consumption and adjust our lifestyle. It’s too bad thought that we have to be put in front of such a situation to adjust our lifestyle. It’s like the environment I guess, we just use the resources until there’s no more, then we find new ways of living more efficiently…
