A happy place

I have so much running around through my brain that I have no idea where this random rant will take me -- this could be kind of fun, kind of lame or kind of scary....

So baby J is coming in a few short weeks -- I guess depending on how you look at the calendar it could be a ways off, or it could be just around the corner.  I hope, hope, hope that he doesn't come early (but not late either).  What are the changes of him coming right on time?

A couple of weeks ago my sister threw an "open house" for baby J.  The greatly appreciated items are still sitting in my living room waiting to be put away, although the clothes have been washed.  It was fun to launder the tiny little things.  I know that it is probably the only time that laundry has been or over will be fun.  One thing of note, have you ever noticed how soft the lint from the dryer is from baby stuff?

It seems so hard to find time to do things -- as I'm sitting on the couch, watching a TV show I hate, and writing this gibberish.  This last week was hectic and next week isn't looking much better.  I just wonder how people find time to do things and what ends up being sacrificed?  I haven't cleaned my house since the "open house".  Cleaning definitely gets pushed to the bottom of my list.  I feel guilt for having an environment that may not be sterile enough for a kid. (How pathetic is that?!  I know baby J will never notice and if anything will make more of a mess than the two of us ever did.)

There's still a lot do to and get before baby J comes.  T and I have been going to prenatal classes.  It makes for a really late night and it's okay that we have one night we don't make it to the gym.  I'm really bad about doing my "homework" though.  I rarely practice "relaxation".  The assignment for this week is writing about my "happy place".  How pathetic it is that trying to find such a place is stressful and "just one more thing to do"?  Perhaps I should just give up and be medicated the second I go into labor.  During out last class my happy place was cuddled up on our living room couch.  It truly is a very comfy couch and a happy place to be, but there are way a few things about the room that drive me nuts -- so while it is a happy place, it's probably not the "perfect" happy place. 

Where is your happy place?

Can I borrow it?

Overall, I've been happy with this pregnancy.  It sure was an unexpected surprise.  It's been so fun to feel him kicking around in there.  I think I'll miss that when he's out, and not so quiet :).  It will be very fun to see where this next journey takes us.  Hopefully we'll be ready.