I've got alot on my mind these days... It's mostly keeping up with work, preparing for the baby and thinking about moving in a few months when our lease is up...
Since we registered I feel a bit relieved that I got something done... I now have one place that lists everything (just about) that I need for the baby... I know I mentioned this before, but my husband is really into the baby registry... Like, he's on it every day to see if someone has bought this yellow duck robe that he's obsessed with... It's pretty hilarious... He informed me the other day via instant messenger (while I was at work and had colleagues surrounding my computer) that someone had bought my nipple shields (something that he told me not even to put on the registry - who would buy my nipple shields???) He was shocked that they were our first registry purchase (along with a ton of other boob related paraphernalia). Another new "thing" hubby has adopted is using the term "bugaboo" (as in our stroller name) as a monetary term... So, this costs 1/2 a bugaboo or we're up 2 bugaboos in the market today... It's very cute. I really like how into the baby stuff he is. It makes it even more fun for me!
The next big thing we need to do is figure out baby furniture... I've been told to order it soon so that I get it in time for my little boy's arrival - only about four months to go! The problem is that I can't decide what I like... I don't love furniture that looks very baby-ish or kiddie... The cutest furniture I've found is from Restoration Hardware and Pottery Barn Kids (I only like 1 thing they have)... The only problem is that the NYC PB Kids doesn't have the one set I like on their floor and Restoration Hardware Baby and Child doesn't have any stores. I hate the idea of ordering furniture without seeing it in person (especially when it is SO expensive!!) Oh and ordering furniture when you don't know where you're going to live... that's also a bit challenging... but I gotta assume that wherever we move will have enough room for a crib and changing table.
So that brings me to my next project... Moving... We're going to be moving to a new apartment when I'm either 7 or 8 months pregnant (depending on if we can break our lease a bit early). Looking for an apartment in NYC is quite possibly one of the most painful things I can think of... Especially when my husband and I are pretty picky. We prefer a doorman, like new buildings, need a washer / dryer, etc... I've started doing some research, but the thing about moving in NYC is that inventory doesn't really become available until a month or so before you want to move, which makes things even more stressful... I've started scouted buildings so that we have some place to start, but just thinking about it completely overwhelms me... finding a place big enough for me, hubby and baby (and the many relatives we will have over at all times!)
I've also been thinking quite a bit about baby names... There are two that hubby and I like and are debating between - Brady and Zach. It's been a fun topic of conversation with friends, family and colleagues... Everyone has a story or an idea about names... One of the brilliant design agencies that I work with actually added naming our baby boy to our weekly status update calls and they had their copywriters come up with a super long list of names for me to consider! Pretty funny... I think I may need to pick up a baby naming book for some additional ideas, just to be sure we've done our due diligence.
Today was a work from home day. I usually enjoy these quite a bit, but I didn't sleep well last night (my little boy likes to party in my belly) and I puked when I woke up, which is never a good way to start the day. I'm feeling pretty grumpy... I'm hungry, but don't want anything to eat... I keep making things, eggs and toast... take a few bites, don't want it... Mac n cheese, same thing... I just want to feel good again. My only consolation these days is that I have a pretty active little guy and I love feeling him move... It's like a private party, just for two, me and him... Nobody else is invited.
