32 weeks down, 8 to go. So close!
This week has been weird and introspective for me. I keep catching myself and reminding myself to enjoy life as it is now, since very soon it will be VERY different. I've been feeling like I'm sort of in limbo, like I'm just waiting for the next stage to start, and that seems like a horrible squandering of the time I have right now. There's just so much prep going into getting ready for the baby right now, and anything that isn't the baby seems like a pointless waste of time. It's weird. But I'm making a conscious effort to take a moment and enjoy little things like being able to stay in bed on a Saturday morning, and spending a whole Sunday browsing the internet and watching Netflix.
The trick though is to not dwell on them too much or I start to get stressed out and sad. I know, of course, that things are going to change - and change isn't something I deal with very well. It's weird to have such mixed feelings about something I want so badly. Life is a strange thing.
My mum came over on Sunday and we got the new office all set up and the new nursery all cleared out. It looks very empty without all my stuff in it, but I'm so excited to see some baby stuff start moving in. It gets more and more real with every passing day.