A few weeks ago I began to panic. When I looked at the calendar and realized I only had 10 weeks (or less) before the arrival of baby girl, I felt wholly unprepared. I know first time moms will never be fully prepared to experience a newborn, but I still had 2 books on my ipad that I hadn't looked at. I kept telling myself, I have time to read those. Well folks, let's just say I feel like I'm cramming for a final exam.
At the very least I want to arm myself with information so that my "instincts" can kick in at the right moment. But another thought has been gnawing at me. These next 8 weeks will be the last time that it will be just Ram and I. (Luca doesn't ask for much, so he doesn't count in that department.) I feel like there are things we should be doing in these last few months to soak up some "us" time. Yet, night after night we find ourselves glued to the couch catching up on TV shows. Don't get me wrong, I know doing something mindless like watching TV will be something I miss in the near future, (and let's be honest, these days I can't really function after 9:30pm). But there is still a nagging "must do" list running through my head.
What to do in a city where it punishes you for being outdoors and offers nothing but eating, drinking & shopping? Now that the nesting phase is over, I need a new project. The expat activity groups don't start up again for another few weeks, so I'm starting to get really restless. (Why does school start so late here?!) I thing a Mahjong fix is in order...
One thing's for sure, I really miss traveling. I got so used to the jet setting lifestyle that I feel like I have an addiction- every few months I'm dying to explore something new. Of course we are already thinking about our first trip with baby in tow. Should it be somewhere beachy and chill like the Maldives? Or should we just go for some adventure in Australia/New Zealand while the baby can't walk and talk? Decisions, decisions.
At the very least I want to arm myself with information so that my "instincts" can kick in at the right moment. But another thought has been gnawing at me. These next 8 weeks will be the last time that it will be just Ram and I. (Luca doesn't ask for much, so he doesn't count in that department.) I feel like there are things we should be doing in these last few months to soak up some "us" time. Yet, night after night we find ourselves glued to the couch catching up on TV shows. Don't get me wrong, I know doing something mindless like watching TV will be something I miss in the near future, (and let's be honest, these days I can't really function after 9:30pm). But there is still a nagging "must do" list running through my head.
What to do in a city where it punishes you for being outdoors and offers nothing but eating, drinking & shopping? Now that the nesting phase is over, I need a new project. The expat activity groups don't start up again for another few weeks, so I'm starting to get really restless. (Why does school start so late here?!) I thing a Mahjong fix is in order...
One thing's for sure, I really miss traveling. I got so used to the jet setting lifestyle that I feel like I have an addiction- every few months I'm dying to explore something new. Of course we are already thinking about our first trip with baby in tow. Should it be somewhere beachy and chill like the Maldives? Or should we just go for some adventure in Australia/New Zealand while the baby can't walk and talk? Decisions, decisions.
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