I was up half the night with terrible dreams, and then I overslept this morning, so I had 15 minutes to get Bee ready for school. I basically woke her up, shoved clothes in her hands, and then ran into the kitchen to throw together her lunch. My husband was driving her to school, so I plunked her snow hat on her head and shoved a toaster waffle in her hand as she walked out the door. Not a very good way for either of us to start our week, but she made it to school on time.
Despite being rushed, Bee was gleeful this morning, because 3 of her 5 toys sold on eBay last night for $36.98 – far better than she could ever do at a garage sale. After fees she made $30.31, which is more than enough to buy a ballerina outfit for her American Girl. Her big item, Butterfly Island, didn’t sell on Buy It Now, so it’s been relisted as an auction with a low starting bid, if anyone is interested in My Little Pony stuff for Christmas. (Bee’s Auctions)
I’m alarmed this morning because something bad is brewing in my chest. I’ve miraculously escaped respiratory illness so far, which is unusual for me, but today it feels like I’m going to get sick. But I can’t! I still have so much to do to get ready for the baby. Today I need to change bedding and clean bathrooms – two chores I’ve let slide lately – and also get through a huge pile of papers that is building up on the kitchen counter. I finished Christmas shopping over the weekend, and got all the presents wrapped and under the tree, and yesterday I made Christmas cookies with the girls, but I find that I get worn out so easily now. How am I going to do it all?
Friends, how did you cope with housework during your last weeks of pregnancy? I’m not independently wealthy, so unfortunately a maid is out of the question. However, because we’re having a home birth, part of our responsibility is to make sure the house is clean (particularly bathrooms, kitchen, and bedroom) and uncluttered. I fear I will never catch up.
