I just made my calendar for February and I’m pretty happy because it’s very minimal. The only event on my calendar above and beyond my generic week is a single doctor’s appointment.
This afternoon I warned my husband that, since I don’t have a nursery to decorate, I’m going to completely rearrange our bedroom. It’s going to have to function as an office, a bedroom, and a nursery, so the changes are going to be dramatic. He was understanding, and this made me feel excited. Now I have a real project to put my nesting energy toward.
We finally did a big clothing purge yesterday! It was very satisfying. My husband donated two tall (and tightly stuffed) kitchen garbage bags worth of clothes, and I donated one reusable grocery bag’s worth. Afterward, we went to Target and my husband picked out two new nice occasion shirts as well as a pack of socks and a pack of boxer briefs.
Today my daughter and I went to a local thrift store to drop off the bags of used clothes and then went inside. My daughter picked out two used Dr. Suess books for 25 cents.
Last night during our together time, we were talking about how sometimes we feel nostalgia when looking back on times in our lives that were, in reality, not all that pleasant. We agreed that we will likely feel that way about our lives today. I used that opportunity to urge my husband not to wait until the future to feel good about things today, and then we started listing out the things we know we’ll someday look back on with nostalgia, like the way our daughter runs up to our front door when we get home from an outing, or the way she says, “whoa, dude!” I know I’m going to be really sad when I can’t squish her chunky thighs anymore. That’s my favorite.
She’s pretty stink’ cute. And she smells good, too.
Last updated January 25, 2021