Chaos. Pure Chaos.

So, as of today I'm 27 weeks pregnant. 13 to go. Holy crap! When I was pregnant with Emma we had everything done by this time. Nursery was ready, bags were packed for the hospital (Jeremy was super anal about that one), etc. This time-nada. The panic is setting in full mode.

We have finally made some headway on the nursery. It has been our "cemetary room" for the past two years. Emma outgrows a toy- throw it in the extra room. Don't have a place to put Jeremy's aresenal- throw the guns in the extra room. And so on. This week we began the painful process of slowly digging a tunnel into the room and clearing stuff out. Have I mentioned before that we need a bigger house?! My mother-in-law is going to borrow or in some instances take a bunch of furniture off of our hands. Stuff I simply don't have the room for anymore. Goodbye office with my cute white vintage desk. Goodbye matching bookcase with all my lovely books. Since she has a massive house and lots of empty rooms it's actually going to work out great. She'll be able to fill some space and I get free storage until we (hopefully) can get into a bigger house! Win-Win! I also emptied out the closet in that room, also known as my 2nd closet. Three large bags of clothes will be on their way to charity next week. I only retained two storage containers of clothes out of the entire closet. And unfortunately I'm going to have to do something I hate thanks to our limited closet space- change out clothes in the closet based on seasons and put the rest in storage. Aargh!

Since we are working in the bedroom I have extra furniture and toys scattered all throughout my house. There is literally a narrow path down the hallway, through the living room, and into the kitchen. That's it. And it's driving me nuts! My love of order is being seriously challenged. But I guess that's all just part of it. On the plus side Emma is loving having all of her old toys again. She has been squeezing herself into her walker and bouncer for the past couple of days. It's amazing how this stuff will still entertain her. I'm worried that we will have the same problem though when Seeley begins to use these things; Em may not want to share! Here's a camera phone shot of her in the bouncer-her knees almost touch the floor for crying out loud!

And I promise, Promise, PROMISE to take pics of our bedroom and Em's room this weekend and post them. Hopefully I'll also have pics of an empty nursery! Ha!