Type A Trouble!

Being pregnant brings out all of my 'type A hysteria' as I call it...aka trouble! I get so anxious about everything... Is the baby ok? Where are we going to put everything currently in the baby's room? How will we buy everything we need for the baby? How will the dogs handle a baby? What about Mia? Etc etc etc... My poor husband experienced a whole days worth of my anxiety ridden worry and craziness today. I managed to shake him awake bright and early to beg him to get up and make breakfast, which I didn't eat, and to help me organize our current office/future baby's room. I had this mission of OPERATION: CLEAN & ORGANIZE like the baby is coming tomorrow! I mean seriously Kandis?! You are like a little over a month pregnant!! Yea see I'm talking in third person now! He sweetly complied to all of my wishes, I mean demands (let's be real!), and we completely gutted the bedroom and took everything unwanted to the garage. We organized all of the closets to make room for everything who's home was in the spare room and got everything in new nice neat homes. Once we finished the bedroom and closets I thought we should tackle our insanely messy garage, because the baby might sleep out there too ya know! Wow I've lost it! So from top to bottom we cleaned and organized every last shelf and cabinet and square inch in the garage! It felt good at that point to have a little 'control' over SOMETHING. Daniel went and got Mia from school and then jumped in the shower for work. I in the meantime decide I need just a little more something so I went out to the shed and dug out all (okay like 3!) of my totes full of Mia's old baby stuff. In the process of cleaning out the office/baby's room we set up a temporary spot for my sewing machine so I can begin making all my baby goodies (baby slings, receiving blankets, burp cloths, etc) to save money. I got some excellent fabrics for super cheap at Joann's yesterday for making lots of new baby goodies, I can't wait to get started!! So anyways I started digging into the totes full of my memories of being a first time mommy to Mia and that is when the tears began to fall. Seeing and touching and smelling all her little premie clothes brought back those first sweet moments holding my tiny 5lb baby girl. This time I might not be so lucky, my husband was a toddler when he came out at almost 11lbs!! Anyhow I cannot believe she is already 7 years old! Her arm is longer than she was at birth, her head is heavier than her entire body weight at birth...it's truly amazing. So as a family we went theough the totes of toys and blankets and clothes and shoes (dang she had a lot of shoes!) and all my 'favorites' of hers that I kept. It feels good to finally have some organization, even if it is early! I have a sense of calmness and peace inside that everyhing will be okay and we have plenty of room and we'll get the necessities he/she needs. I am so anxious to know this baby is okay (my April 9th appt can't get here soon enough!) and to enjoy this amazing new little blessing with my husband and with Mia as a big sister. I'm so thankful for my husbands relaxed go with the flow type B personality and that he can handle all of my frantic out of control urges when I become completely type A insane! I wish I could say it will get better but it's going to be a long 8 more months! Until next time.......