After another day spent at home in our pj’s we were all feeling a little grouchy on Saturday morning. Ron’s cold had returned, his back was sore and he was feeling pretty miserable. I was feeling marginally better although still coughing with a deep rattling sound that caused an ache deep inside my belly and to be honest, was a little tired of nursing everyone else in the family when all I wanted to do was curl up in a dark place and rest. Amy has come off the lightest with this cold, just a nagging cough when she is going to sleep at night but otherwise in perfect spirits which makes it a little tough cooping her up indoors with sick parents. We decided to finish off the last few jobs around the house in preparation for the baby’s arrival.I asked Ron to hoover the living room and kitchen and in his typical fashion this meant moving every item of furniture, hoovering around the windows, in the corners of the rooms and then he moved onto the bedrooms. He hoovered picture rails and ceiling fans and every crack, cornice and corner of the rooms. I love the way Ron approaches jobs like this. I factor in time, other chores, Amy’s needs and lately my physical impairments. Ron just starts at the beginning and carries on until he is finished to his very high standards! While he was hoovering I dusted and moved things back into their proper homes before starting on the boxes of toys in the living room and Amy’s massive collection of soft toys. Its funny how many stuffed toys children end up collecting and ironic really as I don’t know any children who form attachements to more than one or two of them. Then we got started on moving the furniture around in the bedroom. The pic above is how it looked before, the computer table and chest of drawers against the wall so that the door opened just onto the laundry basket and the corner by the window was empty.
But in order to fit the bassinet next to the bed and be able to open the door and walk in, we needed to make some space so we turned the computer table round into the space by the window and moved the chest of drawers down. I like the end result actually, the bassinet is tucked up to the wall now but when we bring the baby home it will move right up close to my side of the bed so I can just reach up and bring baby to bed for a feed. Because I am lazy and don’t like getting out of bed if I don’t have to! Of course this might not work with this baby and we might end up moving the bassinet into the spare room after Mum leaves, or even moving the cot in there, we are flexible. For now the new arrangement means I get to look out the window into our front garden and enjoy the scent of the late blooming roses under the window.