I stopped for my first cup of coffee this morning.
If being a mommy is supposed to allow you to thrive on 4-5 hours of sleep, I seem to be an exception.
Also, turns out I still hate coffee.
In other news, both K and I seem to be transitioning well. He has taken to Mima very well, and has shown her lots of smiles. Aside from being exhausted, I have returned to the working world with relative ease.
There will still be a “wordless” post later today. Stay tuned!
Ok, so there are probably no skeletons in there, but there is certainly some CHAOS GOING ON.
I like to think that J and I keep our house picked up. Admittedly some things have a strange home…(crock pot in the hallway closet, china in the spare bedroom, J’s dress shirts in a spare bedroom, luggage crammed behind K’s dresser, canned green beans in the laundry room.) But they do in fact HAVE a home, and I can generally tell you where that home is, including which drawer most kitchen gadgets are in.
But I have a confession…my name is M and my closet is a disaster. I had it nice and organized when we moved in last spring. Then I went on a diet and a few things got shifted around. Then I got pregnant and bought a few early maternity clothes. Then I got largely pregnant, and had to exclusively wear maternity items, but refused to clear a spot for them, so it got ugly fast. Pants weren’t on hangers, but draped over top of my “skinny” pants. Maternity, large non maternity, and clothes I borrowed from J were all mixed in where ever they would fit, and if they didn’t fit, I semi folded them and crammed them in the corner.
Even our dirty laundry, which was usually organized by “load” in one of four white baskets got hectic when I started using two of those for K’s room without replacing them. Add in some bathrobes, a vacuum cleaner, and a jewelry cabinet, and I’ve got a mess on my hands.
Want to see?
Better yet, DO judge, that’s partially why I’m showing you.
There. I did it.
And yes, those neatly organized polos belong to J. Annoying. 🙂
Anyway, my hope is that by showing you a “before”, I’ll certainly have to be motivated to show you an “after”!
The reason I keep putting it off is aside from straightening it up, I need to completely go through everything in there. There are maternity clothes, clothes that were too small BEFORE I got pregnant, worn out shoes, and things that may fit but I never where them. In fact, among this mess is one pair of jeans that fit, a handful of favorite work shirts, and a pile of t-shirts that I wear all the time. I don’t even know what the rest is!
My reward for going through the mess?
A shopping spree! I have Christmas money, Birthday money, and gift cards that I’ve been saving for when I lose the baby weight.
Which means…there’s another “before” shot we need to acknowledge as I take on this journey…