The time, she does fly

Baby Boy, please, please don't come early. I still have a heap of stuff to get done before you arrive.

Of course, if Murphy's Law proves at all accurate, the above statement is enough to send me into labor IMMEDIATELY!

But, if that happens, I'll take it in stride. Afterall, everyone keeps telling me babies don't need a lot. I have diapers, a few outfits and boobs. What we don't have is an infant carseat or any of those miracle blankets that saved us when Claire was small. But if he can wait until Sunday, we will have a lot more of that stuff. My friend J is coming by with a carload of things for us to borrow. Her son, S is nearly one, and she is being super generous. A swing, swaddles, other play things, clothes. She wasn't sure exactly what else. Her sister has been storing the stuff for her, and is cleaning up.

Fantastic. I love J.

And just now, I reassembled the crib into it's newborn configuration. Mattress is firmly secured in it's highest setting, and I put in the super cute Winnie the Pooh Bedding. I tried to find the good mobile, but it's buried in the closet under a ton of other stuff. Next time.

We also have to do a bit of rearranging in our room. We use a side-car bassinet for co-sleeping, and right now, the room is set up in such a way that it won't fit. There are also a few boxes that need a quick sort and toss. Once we can move the bed around, get rid of the boxes and move the changing table in there, I will feel much better. It's just too much physical stuff for me to do on my own.


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