We decided to have one last long-weekend getaway before the baby comes. We took the kids to Upstate New York for some freezing-cold weather, ice-skating and swimming. I personally went for the sleeping and eating. Well, that was all there was for me to do there. I enjoyed watching the children ice skate. Bradley is a great little skater and thinks he will be playing for the NY Rangers. He takes his stick and puck everywhere and that is all he wants to do. Marlee enjoyed the skating but was much happier in the kids’ club with other kids. It must be because I am not as much fun as I used to be, and I can’t do all the things with them that I used to. We could not hike since it was too cold and the trails were closed. I could not swim, as I was NOT putting on a bathing suit. The kids spent three hours in kids’ club while I slept. We all went to bed at 9 pm every night and I ate too much food.
We got back home and I realized that I have five weeks to go or less. I am now in overdrive and have a long list of things to do before the baby arrives. The kids and I need haircuts. I need my eyebrows done, a manicure and a pedicure (I must have nice toes in the delivery room). I have to wash baby clothes, get baby stuff ready, shop for more baby stuff, fix everything that is broken in apartment, do some big supermarket shopping, etc.
My girlfriend came with me to do a big baby shop. I got everything I needed, like nursing stuff, a diaper bag, diapers, wipes, bottles, bath stuff, a car seat, a stroller and tons of other stuff. I came home and had to reorganize everything just to find some space to put all of this stuff away. We are still trying to sell our apartment and have put it back on the market for a limited time. I will have to take it off again once the baby is born. I just cannot have people coming in and out or take the baby out of the apartment so it can be shown. I desperately want to be out of this place, and my children do as well!
I went to the beading class that lasted three hours. It was torture. Not only was it too long, but also I had to go out and buy all the materials. The class cost $250 and the supplies so far have been about $350. My friend and I had to schlep to midtown to buy all this stuff. It took hours to make such minor decisions since we had no idea what we were doing. I finally just told the salesman that I would take whatever and that it just doesn’t matter. He was so insulted and told me I would go far with my career in beading with an attitude like that. I just could not stand on my feet any longer. It had already been two hours. All I can think of making is bracelets and necklaces for my daughter. I did have a laugh with my friend, which made the hassle worth it. Let’s see if we can survive our next three-hour class!