Wednesday, November 28, 2012

When it really just comes down to an aardvark

Someone recently told me that they enjoyed reading my blog. In the same conversation it was also mentioned that there hadn't been much to read lately.

True story.

I told this person that I was busy napping instead of writing. That's partly true. 

Here's a small glimpse into my life lately:

The girls thought that Mary, a shepherd and his sheep from our nativity set would enjoy reading a different sort of Christmas story---A Pirate's Night Before Christmas. [If you haven't read this book, you should---it's very entertaining, and way better if you read it in pirate speak.] Arrrguably the best Christmas book we own.

As countdown to Baby, and moving, and every aspect of my life changing draws closer, I had a bit of an epiphany:
This kid is going to be born, and I don't have one thing to decorate the nursery!
It's the important things, friends. The important things.

So, amidst our bare walls, and our stripped-down-ready-to-move home, there are random piles like this:

My poor husband. Good thing he tolerates embraces my friend, Crazy.

I realize it's not essential to have nursery decor. The kid isn't going to wake up at 2 A.M. wondering why there are no thoughtful sentiments or coordinating canvas art on the walls.

It's just...hard, I guess (??) But I know it will be okay.

The baby will be okay if there's no art in the nursery. 

The move will happen with the help of our amazing church community---I can't even tell you how overwhelming it is to know how many people have volunteered to show up, two days before Christmas, to help us. Unbelievable!

There are even people who will house and help me take care of the two (or three) children I might have while everyone else moves us.

I just don't have control over any of it, right down to the number of children I'll be parenting; therefore I craft, because at least I can pretend that I do have control over that.

And, if nothing else, my mom got the kid an aardvark, and nothing completes a nursery quite like an aardvark can, I mean just look at this guy:

So that's something.


Lauren said...

Wow, you have a remarkably calm attitude about this. Good for you!

MandyE (Twin Trials and Triumphs) said...

I think an aardvark is the perfect start to a nursery! All you need is a bonobo, a chinchilla, a dog, an'll have the alphabet represented in no time! ;)

I am so glad to hear the support system you have in place. That makes my heart smile. :) :)

championm2000 said...

You are amazing me. I remember the nesting hormones, and coupled with my normal OCD, I'd be wringing my hands in angst. Moving and no nursery decor??

(Seriously, it really doesn't matter...I know this on a rational level).

I hope your move goes smoothly!

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

Aww, it'll all be fine! I remember we were rushing to finish another bedroom in the basement right before the twins were born - so that they could move into what was the guest room. It all works out, one way or another.

Cute aardvark!

Melissa Ann said...

I see Brad followed the mandate from the Missouri State Policeman and bought the Pirate book :-p Good for him. I'm sure he didn't want to be ticketed!

Melissa Ann said...

And if that is your freaking adorable tummy that Mary, and Shepherd, and the sheep are resting on then I just want to squeeze you and that baby within! (why don't you move down here so I can photograph that awesomeness!?) How appropriate for you to have Mary sitting on top of your own sort of Advent. Love love love you!

Olusola said...

In the words of one very wise songwriter, "all will be well" and Jellycat stuffed toys totally rock so the baby is off to a good start :)