Good heavens, Cupcake, that's like my to-do list for the year!
Contractor is here today, he's being funny... knows I want him out of the house and keeps joking about it. He's going to try to get the mirror and light done today, which would mean... (drum roll)... he'd be done!
Now it's just a matter of cleaning up and getting everything sorted back to where it all belongs. Where's MIL when you need her?
And then finishing up my work, and then all of my psychic baby blocks will be gone and I can go ahead and birth this big pretty girl swimming around in my belly.
I feel strangely at peace... this is a weird way to feel, as I learned this morning that my darling, sweet grandmother is in hospice care now. She is almost 88 and has been alone (with her caregivers and lots of visiting family) after my grandfather died last year. I'm sure she's lonely and ready to join him, and I feel at peace with that. Not sure if anyone remembers that my cousin passed very suddenly and tragically in October, and having that kind of death in the family makes one that is so natural seem so much less tragic.
The weird thing is that I dreamed about my grandfather (and my dad's mom, who passed away in 1988) right around when I'm sure I conceived this baby and in a way it feels like he set things up so that there would be a brand new baby in the family when my grandmother passes. My grandfather was a total sucker for babies, too.
It's weird to feel so at peace about something like that, isn't it? But she's lived an amazing life and is surrounded by people who have always loved and cared for her, and she's been missing her husband of 65 years for almost a year. She had a big birthday party last week and I know she feels loved. So I hope she feels that she can go when she's ready.