This past few months have been rough for me. As I have been coming to grips with the idea of adding a new little baby into our already crazy lives and doing some serious nesting, I’m also trying to figure out how we are going to SURVIVE.
To say I’ve been overwhelmed is an understatement. I’ve been feeling downright defeated. My house has been covered in toys, as well as piles of laundry, and dust and dog hair. While my mind has been in denial of the new baby coming soon, my body has been a constant reminder. My middle is growing bigger, my heartburn has been keeping me up at night, and my legs and hips feel like they are going to give out any day now with the extra baby weight. I’m exhausted ALL THE TIME. My toddler has definitely noticed that something is different, and she had become increasingly clingy. My sweet, independent little girl changed overnight and constantly needed to be held and snuggled.
So at the beginning of January, when everyone was sharing their new years resolutions on Facebook, I was wondering if it was even realistic for me to make a new years resolution at all. I mean seriously, I was going to be keeping two human beings alive and fed and healthy, wasn’t that enough? But the more I began to thing about it, I realized that the goals I had for myself for this new year had nothing to do with productivity. They all had to do with taking better care of myself and my babies, and creating space and time to BREATHE! So I decided to write down a few goals for myself and figure out ways to reach them.
My first goal was to make some time for myself, without the toddler. While that sounds awful at first, I was beginning to realize that my little girl needed more in terms of play and learning than I was able to provide, and that as it was we would be at each others throats. We researched all sorts of daycares and preschools, and discussed what exactly it was we were looking for. Together my husband and I decided that what we were looking for was a place she could go part time a few days a week where she could learn to socialize with other babies and toddlers, and who had a similar philosophy as we did on learning. We found the perfect school and this month she started attending part time. She is having a blast, and learning how to be around other babies before her little sister comes. And I have some time to run errands or get things done. SUCESS!
My second “goal” was to ask for help. I HATE asking for help. I like to get things done myself and I have way too much pride. But I needed to buckle down and do it. I started making lists of things that we needed to get done in the house and reviewing them with the hubby. That made communication much easier, especially when we make the list together and discuss what each of us can and can’t do. I also asked my dad, who is retired, to come out for a few days. He and the hubby went skiing on one day, but for the rest of the time he helped me get a handle on the house and even watched my toddler while I napped! Our pack and play is constantly overflowing with a pile of clean clothes that need to be folded and put away. Not only did he fold all the clothes, but he did the ironing. He just left this morning, and I am wondering how I am going to handle everything without him!
My last goal was to make “space” for the new baby. We bought a used cosleeper from a friend and my hubby stained the wood so it is looking really nice again. We cleared out a drawer in the dresser in the nursery, and started to fill it with clothes. We bought a small cabinet to store all of our toddler dishes and my milk storage containers, as well as the applesauce my mom had made for our toddler. Suddenly my kitchen started to feel USEABLE again. I decided I was absolutely DONE with stepping over toys all the time, and that I just didn’t want to look at baskets of them all the time. So we found the perfect shabby chic armoire on Craigslist, bought a bunch of small plastic tubs, and put all of her toys in there. Now she gets to pull out one tub of toys to play with at a time, so the house looks way less cluttered. At night, we try to pick up any leftover toys and put them all away. It’s amazing how much creating a physical place for everything can make such a difference physiologically!
While I might not have it all together, I feel like I have most everything under control. I can breathe. I am ready to bring a new baby into the world, and I am proud of everything I’ve accomplished! I’m excited to continue to work on my goals in this new year.
Did you make any new years resolutions? I want to hear!