We did it.
And after so many years of living with other people, I can finally walk around in my underwear or hell naked even.
You may think gross! But when you are pregnant in the Houston summer the last thing you want to do is put clothes on top of your already extra weight gain. So underwear wearing around the house is definitely happening.
Last night was our first night at home by ourselves, no dogs, no family members, no baby, just us. And I was scared shitless, not because I don't think E can protect me but our OWN house? Every little sound was making me internally freak out, because I am a loser like that. I also couldn't sleep well, I'm not sure about you but for me there is an adjustment period for me to get comfortable sleeping somewhere new.
It was weird, I think I may have cried two times silently to myself [I'll blame it on hormones] but over the years I have gotten use to either coming home to E's grandma or my mom. So when I had a few moments to myself I cried and wonder if we were making a good decision. As much as I love my alone time, I wasn't sure if being this alone was what I wanted. But like I said hormones.
Taking on a house is a huge responsibility, and now I have to organize, organize, ORGANIZE our life. I think date night will have to revert to once a month or non existent for a while. LOL.
I am hoping that once the doggies are here I will feel much more comfortable and once we cover the little opening at our front door so no one can see straight into our house or me walking around in my underwear, I will feel slightly better.
Let's just hope no one decides to bring a pie over, unannounced. 😂
So cheers, to being an adult. Finally!
I also can't believe this is the house we are going to bring Jaxon home to, I can't wait. And this also makes me cry. Of course.
Also a huge thanks to all of the people who have always supported us. You know exactly who you are because you still remember my number even when you don't need anything. 😉
And here is us being HUGE cheeseballs!