Okay, I've calmed down and can recognize that sometimes I am the stupid person that pisses off other people. Still, it is frustrating.
On a happier note: The women attorneys at my office are throwing a celebratory dinner for me in honor of George's impending arrival. Isn't that sweet? No more showers for this old mother. Plus, I can't imagine subjecting anyone to the pain of attending yet another baby shower for me.
Oddly enough I am woefully unprepared for George -- no diapers, bottles, pacifiers, formula, and I have no idea where Luke's baby clothes are. Luckily I've had a few gifts of clothing that should get me by at least for a few days. Still, I need to start getting prepared, although if I listen to Chuck he'll tell me that we don't need to do anything for George. In his words, "One trip to Babies R Us will take care of everything." Unfortunately, I can't just let it all go until George's actual arrival. And my attempts at redecorating Evie's pretty green/pink nursery (replacing the pink with brown and blue) is not going well. There are still plenty of remnants of pink, and I can't seem to get motivated to make the complete transition since what I've done to date looks pretty crappy. Poor George.
I better not die anytime soon, because if Chuck is left to raise these kids they will never have a birthday party, sign up for sports, get school supplies before the first day of school, or be prepared for anything or any event (except Aggie football games). And heaven help Evie getting ready for prom - Chuck might actually get the dress and shoes taken care of (since he is such a fashion hound - yes, it surprises the shit out of me too, but it is true), but I doubt he'll remember the boutonniere, transportation, her pantyhose and appropriate underwear, pictures, etc.
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Before Lorelai got here, Jason tried to convince me that we didn't need a carseat until she was born...Doesn't Chuck no you are nesting?
That should be know not no...duh.
I try to explain this nesting phenomenon to him, but he totally doesn't get it. Clearly Jason doesn't get it either. At least I have a car that will hold three kids. I'm not sure that would have happened if I didn't push for it earlier.
Did Chuck tell you I ran into him at Lowe's on Sunday? I was there to buy toilet seat locks. That's Ezra's new thing -- loves to open the toilet lid and stick his hand in. We definitely put an end to that one real quick.
We have a little gift for George. Oh how I love purchasing things for tiny babies! :0)
George won't know if the nursery is pink and green or flourescent orange. What he will know is that you love him and are so glad he is here. There will be plenty of time to paint and color coordinate. You could always blame me for the lack of coordination on the room, my kids always had white rooms until they got old enough to protest. Now look what I've got the GREEN screen room and the PURPLE person room.
I have to admit that I'm more concerned about making the nursery pretty for the sake of having the house on the market. I realize that George won't care - plus, he'll spend the first few weeks in our room (despite Chuck's grumbling about it).
Aday Lady says:
Kids still get buttoniares??!?! How cute!
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