It looks like we will not have our baby before Christmas :(. The agency knows in advance if they have infants who will be available for adoption as the 4 week relinquishment period nears the end, they would have called us by now asking us if we wanted to be presented, giving us the heads up, letting us go over medical records and talk with our Pediatrician. I am okay with this, really I am…okay so maybe not but we will move on.
Life is fairly hecitc right now and perhaps its best that we wait a few weeks, hopefully not months. All that baby talk right before Everett’s finalization got me very worked up and thinking we would have a baby within days.
This week we are stripping wallpaper. The dressers are in the hallway, the girls are sharing a bed in Mikayla’s (soon to be baby Emma’s room). We nixed the plan to put on wallpaper over the old becuase we were told it wouldn’t work. I found a picture that my g irls loved, there are faux gerber daisies that look like they are blooming on the wall, its going to be awesome. I’ll take pics when we are done. I know it will be worth it when its over but right now my house is turned upside down.
We HAVE to get it done before Christmas…its an intricate part of our Christmas gift for the girls. I want to pull my hair out. We have to work on in when Everett is sleeping because this is an old house and there is lead paint. So the wallpaper comes up and underneath looks like regular wall, its not it’s a fine layer of kilz paint. Then it starts to bubble up, we find layer after layer of old wallpaper. Then there is this mustard yellow paint that is chipping off (lead anyone?), finally we get to 1880’s plaster wall that easily chips away if you aren’t careful. It was fun…for awhile. Now I am terrified we won’t get done! But we must. After the stripping of the 15 foot HUGE room of walls (after two days I have one wall partially done) we will need to mud and sand all of the dings. Then we put a primar down, then we get to paint the trim, then we paint the walls……..To top it off our kitten ended up with a U.T.I. and decided their carpet was a nice place to releive herself. I didn’t notice…unti it was awful. Thankfully she is recovered but the carpet, not so much. So we have to get the carpets professionaly cleaned-ABC chem dry can get it out-they’ve done it for us once before (thank God for small miracles), but not until after all the stripping and painting is done. I’ve done the best I can with a UV light and urine removal cleaning products dh can order through the clinic but, it just grosses me out to know its in the sub floor. I am not a clean freak but animal urine/feces is something that drives me bananas. LOVE our furry family but this makes me want to give them all away, dont’ worry I won’t. And next time I need to pay more attention to my kitty…I should have known something was wrong with her.
I am excited, though, I mean dying for Christmas-this may be our best Christmas ever!!! Well next to having a baby :(. My youngest SIL is taking the girls Christmas eve for a few hours while we have the entire clan come over and help us put together the girls house bed-they won’t be allowed into their room because I am wrapping presents for the family in there.
Christmas morning I have an elaborate scavenger hunt planned to their bedroom right after we open all of the presents. Oh and as for Everett…its ridiculous. As in I have no idea what I am going to do with all that dh bought for him. I had to seriously yell at dh at toys R us to STOP. He tried to buy out the store in Everett’s age group. I had already purchased online what I wanted to get him, this was just to let dh have a little fun…it ended up out of control crazy. Its the whole boy thing…he’s never gotten into princess shopping at that age for our girls, wonder why? But everything is different now. He was like a kid…anyway I still need to go through Everett’s old toys and get rid of most of them or we are going to have to build a room just to hold it all. But the most exciting part for me is what we will do before our presents….
Last year dh got called to be Scout Master at our church. He has had a few of the older boys over for planning sessions, they slept in our aparement that we don’t use (its haunted..really it is) anyway dh has it set up as a “man cave” with a projection screen movie theater and video games so they beg to come over whenever they get a chance. Most of them are from the “inner city” well its not really but high crime rate, poverty. The girls and I do not like to go in there becuase you don’t feel right in there….not to mention the bats. Yes bats…supposedly they are gone, but….the idea that one may have snuck in past the exterminator does not bode well with me or the girls. Anyway one of the boys that I adore, he is red headed, adorable 14 year old boy…I love him…he’s just amazing. His dad died when he was a baby, his mom is one of my heroes. She remarried and has two biracial children with her 2nd husband. They are such a sweet family. Her husband is a nice guy but he has serious alcohol addiction issues. He is in prison due to too many DUI’s. They are in process of getting divorced, she’s had enough and refused to mortgage their house to help him out of jail, this time. She has had to work two jobs while going to school so she can further her career, and keep the house. She wakes up at 4 am every morning to do a paper route. She bundles all of her kiddoes in the car with her. EVERY morning including Christmas, mother’s day, her birthday, when she is sick….
Dh and I decided on Christmas day we are going to do her paper route for her as a family. Dh told her on Sunday. She is so sweet, she didn’t want us to. I think it embarrased her a little. She never asks for help…I shouldn’t even be writing about this…but I figure its anonymous and nobody knows our last name…can’t possibly know who I’m writing about. I saw her a few minutes later after dh had talked with her (privatly) and her eyes were red rimmed. She hugged me and thanked me…I started to cry. This woman never gets a break…and she is always happy, she never complains. She is one of the most positive people I have ever met. Its such a little thing but I”m glad she will let us do this for her. We’ve explained to the girls and they are excited, well after a little talking about what Christmas is really about giving and helping others and NOT what we get. We’ll blindfold the children and get them into the car, we’ll have donuts and hot chocolate and deliver papers so she can sleep in (or not its Christmas after all) and open presents with her kiddoes. We should be done by 6 am. Then we will speed home and have our Christmas morning.
Onto baby timing and our Florida trip..I called last week. The gist I got is that we should go ahead and plan ahead, just make sure SW has our cell phone and hotel numbers incase she needs to call us. If we do have our baby by then she will be going with us on our 2nd honeymoon :). I was thinking it would be a wonderful way for dh and I to bond just with her, a week to be with her, no gymnastics, no horse lessons, no swim/ot therapy for Everett, just baby and the two of us. I know it would have been nice to be sans children, but that day will come. We may be without baby anyway but I am still hoping we will have her BEFORE the end of January-really please!? That newborn stage is hard as in sleepless nights w/ frequent feedings but easy in that if they are relativly happy and colic free, snuggled into a sling you can take them anywhere, movies, the beach, out to eat, and they sleep through most of it-we may have to skip the theme parks, but my favorite is sea world which would be easy with a baby.
I have no idea how I raised Mikayla and Cady without slings and mei tai’s. It saved my bacon when I was fostering infants. I didn’t have a single baby who didn’t love to be in the cocoon of a sling (okay so there were only 2 infants after my thankful discovery of the sling). Often people didn’t even know a baby was with me when I would go out in the newborn stage. Not only that I could quite easily handle an overactive 2 year old and an infant…which is saying a lot. Everett has never been easy, I wouldn’t want him any other way but…he has a dare devil streak in him that scares the hell out of me. He has always kept us on our toes.