I think it was the email on Wednesday telling me I’m officially in my third trimester that finally made me start planning for the baby coming. I know we have most of what we need from when Amy was born so I haven’t been thinking about it, but then I realised I’m only going to get bigger and time is running out.
I hit Boots on Saturday with my mum and dad and managed to get most of my list in one go so I feel better now. Or so I thought, until I started stripping the wallpaper from the spare room on Sunday. I only wanted to see how easily it came off, and got a bit carried away. I’d have done the rest but I knew I’d get into trouble if it involved moving furniture.
Amy has been enjoying the preparations. She has been helping herself to her old newborn clothes for her dolls, although we have had to keep stealing them back when she’s not looking. She also told me that I’d broken Grandma and Granddad’s room when she’d seen my decorating skills. I haven’t told her we’re doing her room yet…
Therapeutic wallpaper stripping or nest building? Perhaps Amy will give you a hand with her’s - don’t think she would need much encouragement!