Ok, it's not really falling apart (like Walk the Moon sings), but it's getting a little chaotic as the time we have left before bringing home a newborn gets smaller, yet our to-do list gets longer. Not to mention, our little toddler man is all energy these days (and keeping us laughing through it all, though aiding in distraction from those to-dos).
We did not intended to wait until I was in my third trimester to outfit our entire home (every window in this joint) with new wood blinds, get a new car (thus also selling my current one), transition wild man into his whole new room (thus first finishing it), updating the nursery for little miss on the way, cleaning out the attic that is spilling with the unneeded and hiding the newborn items we'll need to fish out nor insulate the basement and then rearrange and organize the current pile pushed to the middle. No, but now that we're here, there is little I feel I can do and now just feel stressed by these big things that need to happen. I want to bring our new baby and start our family of four out in a more organized environment. Hopefully in the next 8 weeks we can pull it off, and also spend some special and quality time with our little Liam as his final days as an only child.