No, no. I'm still talking about the house. Projected done date: May 1st. That can't be good. I'm picturing fire and swirling smoke. "May-day! May-day!" Okay, I'll amend that to April 30th. Or better yet - May 2nd! The day I met Mike. That was a good day. But you know how these due dates go. There's a margin of error of plus or minus 6 weeks/months. And, yeah, sooner would be nicer than later. Except - Aahh! - the nesting instinct is just kicking in. I've got so much to do to get ready! Why wasn't I taking care of this before now? Oh, yeah. Nausea and fatigue. I'm pretty much to the point of thinking that eeny-meeny-miny-mo is the best approach for choosing tile, paint, wood, doors, fixtures, oh my. Miny-mo.
One thing that struck me with my first real pregnancy was how crazy/stressful/exciting/new it was - and yet, common. A whole lot of people (women mostly) have gone through it. (Remember there was that "man" who had a baby. Okay, so "he" was really a woman who decided to be a man, then had a baby. Incredible, no?) I digress. Anyway, this was how I felt about this house gestation - and why, in the first place, I felt like it was like a pregnancy. It's crazy/stressful/exciting/new - and yes, common. A lot of people have built homes. So many have been there, done that. Still - it's a big adventure for me.
I kinda sailed through the second trimester. It was quiet and fairly uneventful. I thought these last few months would be easy, too. But I guess the decision deadlines are taking their toll me. When I woke up this morning, my eye was twitching. It's been twitching all day. That only happens when I'm really sick or really stressed. Well, I'm not sick. Mike said his eyes used to twitch in law school, particularly around finals. So tonight I put a movie on for the kids and brought them "dinner" while they watched. (String cheese, apple slices, deli meat roll-ups . . . I'm pretty awesome.) Now, I blog. Soon, I'll sleep.
Hopefully no eye-twitching tomorrow.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
That Tiring Third Trimester
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Oh Vic, I feel for you. I have to admit I enjoy the luxury of not being responsible for any house fixtures I don't like. But just think like Steve Songer-- everything can be changed! Hang in there. And mean while we'll enjoy the fantasy of building a dream house, vicariously through you.
that sounds like a great dinner! better than the ones i provided during MY third trimester. wish i could be there to see it all coming together, and to make you dinner.:)
I've never built a house, but I have been through two major remodels, so I can (sort of) sympathize. It was amazing how much time I took selecting tile for the kitchen (first remodel) and the bathroom (second). I actually laid out the pattern our tile guy had to follow for the colored tile backsplash. You want it to be perfect! And finding light fixtures and plumbing fixtures, and the right colors of paint . . . aaagh, my eye is twitching!
It is a long, painful process,...but, just like pregnancy: SO WORTH IT! Hang in there. :)
Dang eye twitching. It drives me nuts when I'm twitchin' and talking to someone and I know they can see my crazy twitchy eye--not a pretty sight. I do NOT envy you on this last bit of house stuff. It's really stressful to know what will look good, what's hideous, etc. Good luck!
Victoria, I didn't realize you were pregnant. Congratulations! I must admit that I wondered if you were because you haven't blogged in while. Do you know what you are having? Hang in there.
OK. I am a little...ok a lot slow. Your comparison was so convincing I was, well convinced. And a little tired.:)Sorry for thinking you were prego!
I want to come over sometime and see how your house gestation is going! My eye has been twitching lately, too....I never really thought about it being stress related, hmmmm.
I somehow missed this post. Hopefully the eye twitching has ceased by now. Sorry about the decisions. I struggle with those. Especially the ones that cost money.
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