Wednesday, May 7, 2008 Rosee is getting her washing done...
Week 35
It seems like a lifetime ago now, but last Friday was moving day. Al and I had been given early access to our new home, as we're renting it from a good friend. We'd used the headstart to take over most of the contents of our kitchen, books, clothes, and basically anything else we could fit in our smallish car. But there was no getting around it - we had to move the sofas, bed and wardrobe. That meant hiring a van and lugging the stuff out of our first floor flat and down the road to our new abode.
As by that point I was already almost eight months pregnant we enlisted the help of another good friend and Al's brother in law and spent half a day trawling back and forth with our worldly goods. Unable to lift anything much I was charged with driving the van and, my favourite job - directing. This all went well until we tried to get our giant sofa into our new (small) living room. Despite trying different angles, and taking off most of the paint from the hallway walls, the sheer mathematical impossibility of it won in the end, and we now have our nicest sofa in the kitchen!
However, hiccups aside, the move went well and we now have a garden and a bath - just in time for the baby's arrival next month. I've been making the most of the outdoor space to finally wash and dry all our baby clothes, towels, bedding, muslins and so on.
It seems like a lifetime ago now, but last Friday was moving day. Al and I had been given early access to our new home, as we're renting it from a good friend. We'd used the headstart to take over most of the contents of our kitchen, books, clothes, and basically anything else we could fit in our smallish car. But there was no getting around it - we had to move the sofas, bed and wardrobe. That meant hiring a van and lugging the stuff out of our first floor flat and down the road to our new abode.
As by that point I was already almost eight months pregnant we enlisted the help of another good friend and Al's brother in law and spent half a day trawling back and forth with our worldly goods. Unable to lift anything much I was charged with driving the van and, my favourite job - directing. This all went well until we tried to get our giant sofa into our new (small) living room. Despite trying different angles, and taking off most of the paint from the hallway walls, the sheer mathematical impossibility of it won in the end, and we now have our nicest sofa in the kitchen!
However, hiccups aside, the move went well and we now have a garden and a bath - just in time for the baby's arrival next month. I've been making the most of the outdoor space to finally wash and dry all our baby clothes, towels, bedding, muslins and so on.
I'm feeling a little overwhelmed by the sheer quantity of stuff we've accumulated, despite my best efforts to keep everything streamlined. I'm using Ecoballs instead of washing powder, and have been impressed how well they clean considering there's no powder involved.
It's pleasant work. There's something rather charming about hanging out the tiny cotton dresses, frilly bloomers, tiny t-shirts and seemingly endless supply of babygros. I love to think that our little lady will be wearing them in just a few weeks, and when she gives me a shove in the tum just as I'm pegging up yet another sleepsuit it really makes me grin.
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