"I haven't even begun to procrastinate yet" used to be my motto, but now with an impending birth on the way, we are finding that procrastination is coming back to bite us. We have a colors for Zia's room picked out, a crib to be assembled, a dresser to be picked up and a ton of other items for the room, but I have procrastinated for too long and the room remains unpainted, among other things. Well no more! I'm going to spend the weekend getting this room painted! (after I watch the NFL draft that is).
Doctors appointments are becoming more frequent, yet remain equally boring. Last one was Monday, and we were in and out in about three minutes (+ 1 for me for not making the obvious joke here). Zia is more and more active each day, and kicked me in the face last week as I was talking to her, which was awesome. Rachel's maternity leave plan has been approved, and my paternity leave plan of just not showing up to work also appears to be on track.
And we start the classes Tuesday, and continue every Tuesday until our will to live is completely sucked dry, which should be at least one and a half classes. But, I'm feeling a bit more confident as I am halfway through what appears to be a good book on parenting (it says to play your kid reggae if they are fussy, and suggests taking naps in your car at work if you are tired.... two pretty airtight plans in my mind). I just need to get through the second half of the book and not forget the first half. Daycares are still playing hard to get, so we are starting to get a bit nervous.
Oh well, we can figure something out later.
Doctors appointments are becoming more frequent, yet remain equally boring. Last one was Monday, and we were in and out in about three minutes (+ 1 for me for not making the obvious joke here). Zia is more and more active each day, and kicked me in the face last week as I was talking to her, which was awesome. Rachel's maternity leave plan has been approved, and my paternity leave plan of just not showing up to work also appears to be on track.
And we start the classes Tuesday, and continue every Tuesday until our will to live is completely sucked dry, which should be at least one and a half classes. But, I'm feeling a bit more confident as I am halfway through what appears to be a good book on parenting (it says to play your kid reggae if they are fussy, and suggests taking naps in your car at work if you are tired.... two pretty airtight plans in my mind). I just need to get through the second half of the book and not forget the first half. Daycares are still playing hard to get, so we are starting to get a bit nervous.
Oh well, we can figure something out later.
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