I was going to write a post about how I have to sing Oh, What a Beautiful Mornin' every day to Daphne because it is the song she loves the most. I was going to talk about how I feel like the Don Ho of Iowa City because he has been singing that song forever. However I have another issue I would like to spew about. It's not that I think anyone is really reading this post, but it is a nice place to put all of my thoughts down and as Jack says, "It excercises my brain".
Anyway, the thing that is on my brain this evening is the taking over of my space by the baby. I used to have a very clean, cute, living space. It seems like a hundred years ago that I was the organized and tidy Holly. Now that I have a baby her crap is all over the place. You can't walk anywhere without tripping over some toy that has a trigger that will start playing the most annoying children's music. I will not make a link to that because anyone who is reading this would not be able to get it out of their head all day.
So, now we are in the process of finally moving our computer out of Daphne's room. We had to go to Target and buy a much smaller desk in order to put it in the living room. Why in the hell we didn't move to a bigger place in July I do not know. I think it had something to do with my c-section and my state of mind. Well, now I am seriously regretting the decision. I feel like I have less than half the space I had before what with the new high chair and the pack-and-play.
Soon my bedroom is going to be the only Daphne-free space. I am sure that is only wishful thinking. She will try to take over that world soon. Also, all of my beautiful plants that I have so lovingly taken care of for years now... many of them are being euthanized. I had to cut my beautiful ivy this morning. It used to be floor length and now I have cut it high enough that Daphne can't reach it when she starts to crawl. I have only rid our place of the plants I know are poinsonous. I am sure many of the others will have to go as well.
So, I am a little depressed and can't wait until next summer when we will move into a much more manageable space. For now I think I will sit back and listen to a little more Hawaiian Music.
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Holly, imagine my mother in a space with a bathroom, akitchen, and a bedroom and six small children. All were born within 8 years. the parental bed was against one wall and the buck the kids slept in against the other, with about 3 feet in between. Things do get better, I promise. D
Posted by Darcia | September 9, 2003 11:09 AM
Posted on September 9, 2003 11:09