Sunday, February 27, 2011

7 days till the due date

7 Days... that is it... I have officially been nesting for about 2 1/2 days and now it is time for a slight break. We have unpacked everything our restoration company brought over on Friday and much to our surprise 4 boxes with someone else stuff... scary I hope we get everything back that is ours. The funny part was Joe was trying to convince me it was our stuff and I clearly explained that we don't where glasses like that and the label said it was side table contents from the 3rd bedroom... I think we had seen enough from that box. We also discovered our paper shredder no longer works... I plugged it in all over the basement and nothing... We loved that thing, it was even fancy enough to shred credit cards :( I was also trying out my fancy light I got from Joe's mom for my birthday and was bummed when it didn't light up and the bulb was still intact. We then went to the kitchen and YAY it works... However bad because our two outlets by the fire place do not work. Our restoration company is already walking on eggshells for us so I am sure this will be a joy for them to hear. Anyway back to 7 days, the time is near, things are coming together just in time and I am ready to close this chapter in our married life. This will also be a story that everyone will be talking about forever... for some it is "remember when Joe and Heidi's house burned down and messed up my 'man cave'" and for others it is "remember when Joe and Heidi's house caught on fire and we took them in including the 2 Guinea pigs and there damn dog that ate all the dog food out of every bowl in the house for 2 weeks." For us I hope it is remembered as the time before our baby arrived that prepared us for anything that is thrown at us and made us better people.

Day 100... How is this even possibe

Well the construction is complete... enough to have our belongs brought back to fill our home. Friday afternoon I was advised that the move in was going slower then they thought and so half was delivered and the rest will come in on Monday... and as of today I am 7 days out from my due date. Joe and I spent all day yesterday unpacking. We have gone through everything in the kitchen, master bedroom, the laundry room and part of the family room in the basement. I went through so many boxes throwing away anything I didn't feel we needed and never wanted to move again... Joe and I have been moving annually since college and when we moved into our home last year we thought not for many years again... we were so wrong! The funny thing about this is we have been living 100 days without any of these belongings and most of it has not been missed, so why keep it? I am so happy this is my take on this stuff because I have watched the show Hoards: Buried Alive and something as traumatic as house fire could cause someone to take on these tendencies and lucky for me Joe is finally getting rid of things and going through his belongings as well. My little paper pack rat is moving on :) He got rid of the notebooks from college and as he was going through these papers looked at me and said well where are all your papers... well he was going through his he found a folder with some random art work from a class and a marketing plan in a huge binder... that is all I have from my 4 years because things change that fast and google can help with the rest. Well off to get ready for another day of work and for Joe a McDonald's Sausage egg McMuffin!

Thursday, February 24, 2011

disbelief - n. refusal or reluctance to believe

Today is day 97 of living with my parents after our house fire... This has been a project we thought would never end. After a final walk through with the worthless project manager we have finally gotten to the end and should be in our home again tomorrow might... DAY 98!!! I am reluctant to believe this is really happening because it has been a long road that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy (if I had one). I am now 9 days away from my due date and have spent most of my first week on maternity leave struggling to sleep, fighting off a cold and wrapping up this insurance claim from HELL!! I am still crossing my fingers that things go well tomorrow and there are no issues... It would not surprise me if things fall through and have to spend the weekend at my parents and another Nephews and Niece sleepover. Here's to hoping these refugees make it home this weekend and the bun stays in the oven until we are ready, I don't care how uncomfortable I am it is staying put until at least 3/11 if I get any say in it!!!

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

2 days of work left

Well today was my last Wednesday at work for awhile... I have been looking forward to my time off and thinking about all the fun things people that don't work get to do, the sad part is I have this HUGE belly that is going to join me in these plans.

The last time I had this much time off was the summer after I graduated from college... finding a job is not the easiest or most fun task I have ever been given but my day entailed sleeping in, hanging out with my friends, going out drinking and tanning. This is not even going to be close to the same but I am hoping it is just as pleasant, minus the several trips to my midwife appointments and faced with the task of getting this alien out of my body and into the very excited arms of everyone (including myself).

At work my co-workers are just so excited for Joe and I, they have even planned a shower/potluck for Friday my last day. It is going to be great but a little bitter sweet because I know when I return things will be different again... it was announced our Manager is leaving, our consultant has been gone for over a month and there will be new hires with possible co-workers moving on to different things. The evolution of these changes are unstoppable but hard to know that these changes will happen without me around to adjust. It is just so strange and when you think about being a working women they never talk about the way your career freezes and you are just stuck in the now because there is so much unknown in having a baby.

I was talking with a co-worker about an opening and that there was a comment that people on our team didn't apply again... after the first posting received a huge response... I said that after my interview and advisement that I was still too green and the baby on board I realized that the role is just not a good fit for me. It is a high energy, solve peoples made up problems and get yelled at daily. I decided I didn't have the energy to throw myself into that role because I would like to be a good mom long before a successful career women. Plus there are other openings I feel I would be better at and would like to work towards.

Well Joe is at his dad's working on stuff for our kitchen so I better do something semi productive with my evening

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Day 88 on the Futon

Well it has been awhile and so much has happened and not happened. We our still out of our home and living in my parents basement, the baby is now about 3 weeks out and I am in my final week of work. We have spent about the last 85 days fighting and expressing our disappointment of the remodel job of our home since the fire 88 days ago. We finally talked with the right person and got the owner of the restoration company out to our home to check up on the 'Project Manager' and based on that we are now moving backwards again, which is fine because the work needs to be done correctly but this takes time out of my limited nesting period. I still have 3 days of work left and hopefully it will go by fast but what an I going to do after that. I am also excited to move home and start living a more normal life...When I finally move out several years ago it never crossed my mind I would be back but everyone has adjusted and we have got to know all the kids again. I know Joe would never admit it but he knows his in-laws better then he ever thought he would and will cherish these strange times.

I would have to say this has been a wild roller coaster of emotions and frustrations. The past almost 9 months started out with fear and disbelief, then turned the corner to excitement and acceptance, which was quickly crushed by the horror of watching our house/hard work burn... Although they classified this as a small fire it seems far from that... this has stolen my energy, excitement and focus on the joys of bring a child into the world. I would say after everything I have finally made peace with being a mom and that we may not have a home to bring our bundle of joy too but the baby will never know the difference.

As everyone has said 'at least you have a good story to your kid when it grows up' the sad thing is I didn't want another story and this kid is going to be anything but normal base on these events... I just really hope it doesn't come out anxious, stressed out and pissed off at the world.