Today I finally got going and moved Moo out of our room and into the one she will now share with the Princess. The Bear thinks it’s totally unfair – he wants Moo in his room. And while it might make more sense age-wise, I’m going to stick with dividing things along gender lines this time around.
It was shocking how much stuff we had to juggle throughout all three rooms to get her moved. The Bear lost his beloved rocking chair but gained a table and chair to play at. The Princess lost the table and chair (and her room got a whole lot smaller after the addition of the rocker, crib, and baby drawers) but I finally got her IKEA flower lights up over her bed. And our room had to be completely rearranged now that all the baby stuff is out.
Oh, and that baby hammock that I stored under the crib? I handed it over to L on Sunday, thankyouverymuch. See how well I am coping? No crisis going on here. Move along!
Actually, I am coping pretty well. Since I am a highly visual person, getting 90% of the baby clutter out of our room was immensely satisfying. All the huge changes drove the kids up the wall and everyone whined and cried while I did it, but I stayed cool and weep free the whole time.
And honestly, she’s almost 15 months old. What was I waiting for? College?