And no, I don’t mean that in the disco sense.
Holy hell! I’m under 100 days.
I’m under 100 days and Baby’s nursery still looks like the closet threw up. There’s a Gazelle propped against the wall (the exercise equipment, not the four-legged beast), old, empty tupperware from Kitchen Renovation 07, several blankets that spilled out of the laundry room, and the hand-me-down baby stuff from SIL, all sitting ATOP a queen-sized bed. Still. With under 100 days to go.
I haven’t registered to take a tour of the hospital, or filled out and turned in my pre-admission paperwork. I haven’t signed up to take a birthing class or a new baby class. I haven’t even called my HR department to request my maternity leave packet.
Holy hell!
aLLie
Tuesday 9th of December 2008
lol @ the 4 legged beast comment