Yesterday I stuck 25 stamps on the wrong corner of christmas cards..
Dave made fun of me and called me a tool or something like that and I cried. Then I peeled off 25 stamps and moved them to the right corner of said cards. Then I gave him the silent treatment for being mean to me when I am exausted and pregnant and had just spent over an hour addressing and stamping cards for BOTH OF US. He should have done it then. Anyways, he said sorry. I have no patience but I still love him. I am soooo tiered these days.
Also-I am nesting like mad. I have sorted through every single baby item we have and decided which to keep, which to sell ( the REALLY boy items) and then organized, crated and labeled them accordingly. Newborn-5 months clothes, 6-12 months clothes, 12 month plus clothes, toys, books, diapers, blankets and other baby gear. I have a very neat stack of bins in my bedroom. I will be washing, folding and putting away the appropriate stuff over the comming weeks and putting the 6 months + stuff back into the basement for now until we are needing to start dipping into them. I have loads of stuff to post online to sell and earn money for my diapering needs. I have a brand new tiny santa suit with the tag still on that my mom had bought for Evan. I have tons of blue super ultra soft baby clothes that also still have the tag on. I have packages of blue onesies that have never been open. I will sell them for 20-30% off, I hope someone will snap them up. It’s so sad and yet kinda freeing to go through all this. All of Evan’s things that have been sitting in my basement for 2 years.