the books still haven't moved. shocker. i swear we think its not going to be a long lay off and it always is... although it has only been 3 weeks i'm aloud to panic a little. why? well i'm 28 weeks pregnant, living with my husband in my parents house of course we kinda feel like losers. we shouldn't and we know that but still this obviously was not in our plan. its temporary of course... we get laid off every year and we prepare for it. we have bills paid up until March so our unemployment checks are all extra and going into savings to prepare for our outrageous medical bill that we'll have to pay in a few months.... surprise having a baby is expensive!
i should be in my cozy trailer right now putting together Wesson's nursery, instead his crib set is sitting in a box in my old room.
we should be taking any and every birthing/baby class we can find to prep for this... not taking a CPR class here because we just want to learn a little! Mike just redid his CPR class in December and mine is still good until next year.
we should be arguing over different colors of car seat covers and how i think Wes really doesn't need another camo outfit but instead we're bickering over how sucky our situation is. lets face it Mikey becomes a bit of an ass when he's not working... dirty truth :)
i caved and found a studio here... i just finished my first prenatal yoga class tonight and of course loved it. the woman are all so sweet and encouraging and i already want to spend the rest of my pregnancy on a mat next to them...instead i'll be searching for another studio in a new state.
i'm getting way to used to having my morning visits face to face with my mom, going shopping around town together, and watching our silly shows together...
Mike and i should already have a developed relationship with the doctor who will be bringing our little boy into the world, instead i'm stressing about changing doctors for the third time...
when we get laid off Mike gets grouchy and i question everything. "well Mike if you didn't pick such a dumb career we'd be in our own house painting our nursery today!" yes low blow on my part. i don't mean it... i love my husbands job just as much as him. i'm so proud of his hard work and determination... it takes a very strong man to be a lineman. its just so rough to sit and wait for the phone to ring. i swear my heart stops every time his phone rings. i know how quickly we can get moved out of here but this is what i married into. after all who do ya think put his dumb ass through lineschool???
times like these is what really pushes us through... pushes Mike to work harder and get his hours in so we can move back home faster. i will be so incredibly grateful when we no longer have to worry about being laid off and he will come home every night... until that call we're just hanging out, we have wonderful parents who have taken us in and don't make us feel like too big of losers.
positive note? Mike and i have an amazing amount of patience build up. we're saving it for the teenage years :)