All tagged organization
I came home from the hospital with my first baby, Camilla, I rested for a bit, then hopped right back into my type A shoes and rush forth for a busy three months of holiday shipping in the retail industry. See these pictures? The pack'n'play IN MY STUDIO. Permanent baby strapped to my chest. It worked. I was happy and I felt good. Still, I don't want to repeat it this time. I want slower time, I want down time, quiet time, bonding time. And it's up to me to carve that out.
I love coming home.
I don't sleep. I wander around and touch my stuff. And wade thru dog fur.
The time I spent with the organizer was both. I wanted to cry a bit (luckily he had big shoulders to cry on). And, my husband was there helping too (and he ALSO has big shoulders).
Things I learned:
My family and friends are laughing at me. Usually, I am the one who organizes their spaces.
"The organizer hires an organizer," my mom said.
I am telling you the truth when I say that somedays I wish I could hire myself. I spent the last two days wrestling with pregnancy hormones and trying to sort out my plan of attack. Guess what?