Hey, wouldn’t it be absolutely nuts to push a human out of your body and then return home the next day to a house amidst a full second story remodel?
O wait, that’s me. I did that.
Crazy thing about second children is that you have a better idea of what’s coming. When we brought OBoy home our world came to something of a screeching halt. Suddenly we weren’t the kings of our own schedules and things stopped being predictable. We had to learn to plan less and flow more – while still getting things done when we could (because who knows when it’ll get done if not now). Sure we were “in charge” but there were thousands more variables at play than before we had a kiddo. It was a jagged little pill to swallow.
This time I’m not going to pretend we didn’t blink, but it was nothing compared to the disruption of going from a married couple to parenthood. We have the ‘flow’ thing down, so the main battle is negotiating the thousands MORE variables this new baby adds. For the most part though? We got this. (Dang it feels good to say that!)
So. House project. Life goes on.
Life going on for us includes washing toilets in our front yard. Naturally.
The ‘Before We Can Move Upstairs’ checklist is getting shorter (remember when we were going to be done with the renovation before OBrother’s arrival? Bahaha. Haha. Hahaha. Ha.
The goal now is June 23rd…
which is actually feasible!
We have a fully operational bathroom, all flooring installed, all lights/switches/air vents functional…
I’ll try to get up there with a video camera sometime soon – I feel like that gives a better perspective of the space than still photos can – but really all that’s left are a few pieces of trim to be installed and lots and lots of trim to be painted. Like, all of it.
DanO (and I) installed the stair banister one night last weekend.
Because that’s what normal 24 year old guys do on Friday nights… right?
(While we’re at it, do normal 24 year olds have 2 kids? These are the things I wonder about.)
O! Yea! The kids!
(See? Things are totally different with two.)
We’ve been outside a lot. I am absolutely in love with having a new baby in the spring (ok we didn’t really have a spring here in Minnesota, so I more had a baby the week after the last week of winter and the week before the first week of summer. You follow?)
Thanks to Costco’s 2lb cases, we’ve also been eating an unsustainable amount of blueberries as a family. But that’s neither here nor there. Unless you were asking about OBoy’s diapers lately, in which case it would be relevant. But you weren’t. So.
(…there she goes talking about Costco again.)
If we had some semblance of a functional back yard we would hang out back there. However, that project is yet to come (maybe when I’m pregnant with our third? Kidding. O SO VERY MUCH KIDDING.) so right now it’s overgrown and we play out front.
Klassy, but it works.
OBoy’s outside favorites are chalk, bubbles, eating popsicles, watching ants, watering Mommy’s plants, sitting on the steps with one leg crossed (O My Heck will you look at my little man-boy, please?), and running through the sprinkler.
OBrother’s favorite is sleeping. Or nursing. Or being held. Or nursing, asleep, while being held.
His is a tough life.
This is me, sitting against a tree by a sidewalk. About 5 minutes before I took this, I nursed OBrother sitting against that tree. Probably one of my top 5 ‘extreme breastfeeding’ (as DanO calls it) locations.
We were waiting for a parade to start during a street festival in our city. We’ve been trying to continue to be an ‘outing’ type family, despite the additional gear and effort (O, the effort!) it takes to get out of the house for the day as a family of four.
It’s nuts sometimes, nursing up against trees as bagpipe bands go by, or dancing to the song on the car radio because BOTH the kiddos in the back seat are crying (and there’s not a thing you can do about it), and you should SEE the amount of laundry I’ve done in the last 4 weeks…
But over all, being a family of four?
I think it suits us.