I had a much better day today.
We actually made some real progress. We (mostly T) combined our bedroom and the "office" into one room. It's a tight squeeze - but the best we could do given our limited space. What was the office and will (hopefully) soon be the baby's room is now a massive dumping ground of all the odds and ends that no longer have a home - but that is next weekend's project.
I didn't really do much of the actual moving and cleaning - but I'm still exhausted. It feels like I am continuously tired lately but I can't ever manage to get a good night's sleep.
With everything else I forgot to mention that YaYa has had the flu since last Wednesday. We didn't take any chances and took her to the Dr. the next morning. She's been taking Ta.m.iflu since last week. That really has made a difference for her. She was feeling better this weekend. Feeling better but still recovering and completely fed up with being house bound so she drove us CRAZY!!! We decided even though she was feeling better we needed to keep her home from the big yearly fair trip. She was disappointed - but I think it was harder for T's parents. They kept asking us to come anyway. Neither one of us felt comfortable with that. She wasn't feeling great yet and we didn't want to take the chance of her getting anyone else sick in the process. And somehow so far I've managed to avoid getting sick. T has been obsessive about using hand sanitizer and Lysol spray all over the house. I guess it pays off to be so vigilant.
Thursday is the first step in our baby reality wake up tour. We are all going to visit the labor and delivery department like regular everyday pregnant people. Feels wierd (and pretty good) - but I guess I kind of qualify as that now. Maybe this time I'll actually get to see what a maternity ward actually looks like.