Today is a hard one.

I have been alone for so long that it's normal for me. Most of the time, I don't mind it. I love having Ry to myself. I like doing my own thing. I do miss sharing things with someone else... But with the life of a mom, I haven't known anything other then being alone.
But someways are harder then others. I have been neglecting some things. Partly because I don't want to remember all the time that I'm still stuck. Some times just because I would rather be playing with my bug then cleaning my room. But with only about 8 weeks left till this new little one is here... It needs to be done.

I need to rearrange my room so it's easy to get to all the baby things I will need. I need to make a little play area for Ry so that he has a space while I am busy with this little girl. This bedroom... Is our home for the next handful of months still and I need to make it the way I want instead of just landing here and hoping I feel okay in it.
So everything is getting moved. Pictures are being hung on walls and we are stepping forward to be a little happier in this room instead of letting it feel like a jail cell. It's hard having one bedroom for me and Ry. And now a another little one, it just means a little less space. But I can be okay with that.