The land of "If Only"

Had a strangely meaningful talk with Darling Husband yesterday morning on the drive to work. It’s funny how sometimes you plan serious talks, and nothing really comes out of them. But then other times, you are zoned out in morning traffic and end up having totally serious discussions.

Anyway, the discussion somehow turned from an office ‘ho (at DH’s place of employment) to the recent snowstorms to … drumroll please … when we are attempting to get pregnant.
Huh? Totally came out of nowhere. Anyway, here’s what happened …
We were talking about our jobs, and how we have spent the last year or so waiting for action at DH’s place of work — the “action” being that he moves up to a better position, with more pay. This is technically “supposed” to happen sometime in ’09, and that’s why we have planned to wait until 2010 before any thought of kids.
While discussing this possible promotion — like we often do — I said, off-hand, “But what if it doesn’t happen? This year or ever?”
And DH replied, just as casually, “I know. It might not.”
“I just hate feeling like we’re putting our lives on hold, waiting for something that might not happen,” I said.
DH agreed. It was the first time we had ever really discussed the possibility that this thing we are waiting for — our “security” — might never come.
We talked about it some more, and decided that we don’t like the idea of planning our lives around a “maybe” opportunity. I mean, we want to have kids, and we want to have them while we’re still young. 
Everyone has always told us — people who already have kids, I mean — that you are never ready, you never have enough money, you always think you should have more money, etc. Is that true? If DH gets the promotion, will we think, “OK, now if only I can get a raise. Then we’d be totally set”?
If this economy has taught us anything, it’s that nothing is forever. Today we have jobs, but who knows what could happen? 
So yesterday, during the dull, traffic-y commute that we do every single weekday, Darling Husband and I decided to stop basing our life on “If onlys,” and just do what we feel is right for us …

The pill factor

I have always been a pill-popper. Not in a druggie kind of way, but in a nice, appreciate, isn’t-Advil-great kind of way. 

As someone who will happily pop whatever I think I need, I never understand people who are against meds. Darling Husband, for instance, doesn’t even like taking a Tylenol if he has a headache. 

“Take something! You need it!” I insist, shaking the bottle in front of him. 
“No, I’m fine. I’m not taking anything!” Does he think he’s being noble? Or is he just weirded out by pills? I have never figured it out.
Since I spent the last few days battling a vicious cold, I have been downing DayQuil capsules, Advil Cold & Sinus tabs, and spoonfuls of liquid NyQuil. In fact, I am counting down the minutes until my next dose.
Somewhere in the haze, it dawned on me that I won’t be able to take this stuff — any of it — once I’m pregnant. Because I don’t want my kidlets to have two heads, I will definitely obey.
Colds and flus will be a lot more miserable without the help of my beloved DayQuil/NyQuil team. I will just have to lie there and suffer.
But what am I supposed to do if I have a headache? Lay down in a dark, quiet room? Who has time for that?

As a person who is very prone to headaches, I think it is time to start looking into Advil alternatives. Otherwise it could be a very unpleasant nine months …

Space-saving nursery tricks

Hooray! I have finally made some progress in my ongoing quest to figure out how to fit baby-gear into our small place.

Caught an episode of The Mom Show the other day — love that show, and have for the last couple of years — and it featured a couple who wanted a “modern” nursery. I am more traditional, in terms of decor, but I kept watching just in case.
I wasn’t a big fan of the finished product — kind of dull, sea-grass-ish, beach-themed — but I was impressed by how little furniture was required. Even if modern decor isn’t your thing, apparently there is a lot we can learn about the minimalist approach, like this example from
Here are the only three pieces of furniture you need for the nursery …
  • CRIB: Duh, right? But instead of buying a regular crib, you can buy one that converts into a double-bed. Then you will have use for it, either in future guest rooms — when you have a bigger place —  or for the kiddo when he/she is older. If you’re really short on space, you could probably store wicker baskets underneath it, too.
  • CHANGING TABLE/DRESSER: Yeah, you need a changing table, and yeah, you need a dresser — but there’s no reason they can’t be the same thing. Buy a changing table with lots of drawer space for clothes and supplies. Or you can buy a regular dresser, even, and get one of those changing-table-tops that just attaches on top.
  • CHAIR: You will want a place to feed and cuddle the baby, so a chair is a must-have. But you don’t need to get a rocking chair. Some moms and dads are opting for cozy armchairs and recliners. You should choose whatever feels most comfortable for you — because you’ll be clocking a lot of hours in it!
That’s not bad — three pieces! I am a huge fan of the big tupperware containers (with drawers, lids, etc.), so I plan to get a bunch of those for storing things in the closet. They’re light to tote around to different rooms, and great for keeping things organized.
It’s nice to know there is a way to make this work without owning a massive house! There is hope for us!