Vegetarian Wifey: 100 Happy Days Challenge: Day 45, 46 & 47

I completely spaced and forgot to do my three good things for Friday (Day 45). I got into bed on Saturday night and started writing my positives for that day and for Friday in my phone, and passed out. Then the same darn thing happened on Sunday (and Monday - but I'll do Monday's separately), so we've got four days worth of happiness to cover in two blog posts. Buckle up, folks; it's going to be a long one!

Friday (Day 45):

1. We picked up Carter's Halloween costume from Party City. He's going to be Sully from Monster's Inc. I'm really hoping he tolerates the costume. He's got his own plans and ideas, that boy, so I won't be shocked if he refuses to wear the costume and little hat that comes with it. It's crazy to me that Halloween this year is the day before my due date. I'll either be home with a newborn attached to my boob, while awkwardly trying to hand out candy, not flash anyone, AND keep the new baby warm at the open door, or I'll be very, very pregnant and hoping that some poor child isn't a witness to my water breaking. Either way, Jeff is taking the little lad out trick-or-treating (which will probably only consist visits to a few family members and visiting a couple of houses on our block).

2. In looking for a costume for Carter, we first looked at Toys R Us. They only had superheroes, which I found really annoying. Carter doesn't know the superheroes and, really, does every boy want to be a superhero?? Anyway, while there, if course Carter looked at the toys and found a couple things he liked. We gave him one to play with when he got home and put the rest away for Christmas and his birthday (which is Christmas Eve - poor guy!). We rarely go to a toy store and let him pick out a toy, so it was really fun to do. And getting Christmas shopping done in September is always nice :)

3. Friday was a pretty slow and easy day at work. Fridays are already the best work days, but slow Fridays are even better.

Saturday (Day 46):

*I can't pick just three for this day!

1. I got a lot of housework done. Because we've been in flux with the renos for the playroom and the baby's room, a lot of stuff has been displaced so every room in the house feels extremely messy and disorganized. And because we've been so busy with renos and I'm exhausted, I haven't been keeping up on the day-to-day housework at all. Some rooms would still qualify as complete disaster zones, unsafe for human or Chomper (the feline) entry, but the kitchen, dining room, and living room are no longer embarrassing and it feels good knowing I will get up tomorrow to a cleaner house. Not a clean house; but a cleaner house.

2. A really long email from my soul sister. When she emails me at all, I'm happy, but when she emails me and I scroll up the page to get to the top and I scroll and scroll and scroll – well, that's a winning the lottery kind of day.

3. I took a really good nap. Normally, when Carter naps and I plan on napping as well, I putter around the house for a good 45 minutes first and since he only usually naps for about an hour and a half, by the time I get into bed and wind down, I'd be lucky to get 1/2 hour, which just makes me feel more tired and I usually end up not falling asleep at all. But Saturday, I went right to bed when he did and fell asleep right away. I slept, soundly, for about an hour and a half. It felt amazing. I had a ton more energy for the rest of the afternoon and evening.

4. We converted our Carter-cute-butt to a big boy bed today and he LOVED it. My Aunt was kind enough to lend us the toddler car bed that she used for her son when he was little. We had Carter take part in the process of taking his crib apart and setting up the new bed. We changed around some of the furniture in his room too and it just feels cleaner and fresher in there and I swear he felt that way too. Once we had the bed set up and things moved around, he spent most of the afternoon in there. That says something; he's usually playing in the living room, but he was clearly soaking in his new space :)

5. We had our maternity pictures done this morning. I actually hate getting professional photos taken - never because of the photographer, but always because I find it kind of stressful. I never really like how I look and even if I feel "pretty" before getting to the location for pictures, by the time we get there, or when I look at myself in the pictures, I don't feel like that translated somehow (must be the awesome lighting in my bathroom?? - hey... maybe I should do photo shoots in there!). I also feel like I never know what to wear or how to "style" my family. I'm so plain-jane and fashion and I just don't get along at all. And I also feel like I just don't know how to pose or model so I look awkward in the pictures. With a toddler added to the mix now, his tendency not to cooperate also leads me to the expectation that we are not going to get the kind of photos I envisioned. Nonetheless, I want the pictures and do cherish them once I've got them, so in spite of my photo anxiety, I always book them anyway. This particular day was very cold out and Carter was absolutely NOT cooperative. He was actually the least cooperative he's ever been in a photo shoot before, so I’m not overly confident the photographer was able to get a lot of good shots, but either way, it’s done and I’m glad to cross one more thing off the to-do list.

Sunday (Day 47):

1. In getting the playroom ready for renos, we had to move everything out of it, including furniture we no longer has a use (our old kitchen table from our apartment dwelling days; some bookcases we will no longer need once we custom build shelves in the playroom, etc.). Anyway, the weekend before last, we cleaned everything up and posted it all online for sale. On Sunday, we sold the last of it, which means some extra cash to help pay for all the renovations we're doing and getting furniture we don't use out of our garage, which also needs to be organized before baby boy arrives.

2. My dad came over today to install the carpet in the playroom/new spare room downstairs. I LOVE how it looks and I'm excited to put the finishing touches on the room and get it set up like a real playroom. This also means that we can move the bed out of the spare room and start the work on the nursery. All very good things.

3. Carter spent the day showing his new room and bed off to anyone who asked him about it - my dad, my Aunt, my cousin, and my grandparents. It was the cutest damned thing I've ever seen: he'd grab the person's hand and run with them at top speed down the hallway. When he got to his room he would stop and excitedly point and say either "car" or “bed." I thought I would be sad to transition him out of his crib, but how excited he was just made me grin like an idiot all day. My smile muscles actually hurt. For reals. Maybe part of it is that the crib is being set right back up for a new baby and that's helped me make the transition emotionally. Good lord help me when this second baby moves to a big boy bed. That'll be the last transition we ever make with kids, I'm expecting to shed some tears that time.

Carter's room before.

My brother built this change table! It will be moved into the nursery once the nursery is ready and in its place will be a taller dresser that will take up much less space.