Life Happens

I was sitting in my house doing some baby laundry, looked around, and realized:
this kind of really sucks; I allowed myself to cry and release some of the stress, and then I felt better. I spent hours in the house that day doing about 5 or 6 loads of laundry and even though our house is not a home right now, I felt so glad to just be "home" by myself... notice I even found a candle and lit it just to make it even more homey. Ha! Maybe if I wasn't in the final stages of pregnancy this would all be easier, but there are so many hormones, changes, etc. that sometimes make it harder than it would be otherwise.

For a few days, I found myself starting to feel really guilty. 

Guilty for being a little too moody to my husband who has been working his butt off to help take care of things at the house. Guilty that these last days Elliott has with us as the only child have been wrecked with phone calls, stress, and general chaos while living in a hotel. Guilty that we're bringing a sweet little one into the world and will most likely have to take him back to a hotel room instead of our comfortable, familiar home. Even guilty that phone calls to my mom usually incorporate some sort of unpleasant venting about everything.

But, then, I just had to give myself a little bit of a pep talk and remind myself that:

LIFE HAPPENS

No, this is not easy, but it's just the way it is. Life could be worse. We could have lost more. We could have no place to stay. We could have not had insurance. We could... we could... we could....

So many scenarios. Things could be so much worse and there truly are a lot of silver linings. One day as I had a mini meltdown my sweet husband reminded me "We have each other and we have Elliott and that's all that matters. Plus, we get to be stuck in a hotel room together and we can make it fun for all of us!" (Not sure about it being fun to be stuck in a hotel room, but the thought is sweet.)

So, we've been stuck in a hotel room and it honestly isn't so bad now that we're getting used to it.
{AND, if we didn't have a 2 year old and I wasn't ginormously pregnant, having made-to-order breakfast every day, happy hour with hors d'oeuvres, a maid to make the bed and bring fresh towels, and a pool/gym to use would be even more spectacular... but that's okay.}

We start our days with good breakfast. We have lots of places to shop (Target!) and eat right here by the hotel. We have big windows where we can look out at cars, buses and trucks... and watch the changing weather! Elliott was pretty excited about the snow. (He was using his fake phone to call Grandmom and tell her all about it.) We also check out Snapchat filters. Take walks in the lobby. Swim in the pool, which feels amazing when you're pregnant, btw!

  

       

On Thursday we had a little one who came down with a fever. It was a rough few days, but thank goodness Grandmom came on Friday to help out! He's now on the up and up (knock on wood) and we're all happy about that! 

On Wednesday I was dilated to a 3 and almost completely effaced, which means... ANY. DAY. NOW.

I've been bouncing.bouncing.bouncing.
I cashed in an amazing 80 minute prenatal massage.
I got my hair done. (long story, but I'm getting some of it redone Monday)
I. Am. Ready!!

     


And so very soon he won't be my only little boy. So bittersweet.