I went and bought myself a bulletin board and some fancy tacks. It's all part of my new organizational goal for my office space. Straightaway I put up three lists, all of things to do before we go get Elvie. They are pretty self-explanatory, I think. Must Do really does mean MUST. Oughta Do is for stuff that needs to be done around the house and will most definitely not get done once we've got a medically fragile infant in the house. Wanna Do is for fun. I'm happy to report that today we checked off half the items on the Wanna Do list. I realize there are only two, but they are both things that I really wanted to do. So today, I took Zinashi to the movies.
I know that when we come home with Elvie, our lives will change drastically, especially initially. And while I intend to be purposeful about spending time one-on-one with Zinashi, I recognize that it will be much harder than it is now. In particular, I will have a lot less energy for excursions such as going to the movies. So we did that today, because we won't be able to do it later, at least not for awhile.
In other ways we also operate on this same principle. I have been carrying Zinashi a lot lately and helping her with things she can usually do herself. Some may say that doing this is getting her used to something that I cannot continue, but my aim right now is to do as much for her as possible, to fill her full to overflowing with love and care and meeting her needs right away so that when I cannot do that, she's got plenty to go on. It is going to be a challenging transition for her regardless; if we can go into this with her securely ensconced in our love, then that is the best possible preparation. We talk about what it will mean to have a baby in the house. We talk about learning to wait and taking turns. And then we show her that she is still our baby and will always be our baby, even when there's another baby in our lives.
As for that other baby, our Elvie, I am just ready to go get her. I can talk all I want about how we have plenty to do and not enough time and blah-blah-blah, I should just stop saying that. I want her home. The end.
(No, really, the end. I've got an episode of Mad Men to watch before bed.)