mental pacing


I am getting restless.

Don’t get me wrong, I am exhausted.  But I am restless when it comes to preparing for Charlie.

Up until this point, I have enjoyed the fact that this pregnancy seems to be flying by.  I have been preoccupied with life and that has been just fine to me.

But now that Charlie is going to be here in LESS THAN TWO MONTHS, I am getting a metaphoric case of the paces.

My brain is doing the pacing, you see.

It is going back and forth and forth and back about what to do to prepare for this new Sluiter.

And no matter what way I look at it, I am stuck.

We have all the furniture we need for Eddie’s new room aside from a mattress and bedding.  But we don’t have carpet yet, so the furniture can’t be assembled and set up.  Which means I can’t move his clothes and toys down there.  Which means the nursery is crowded and still covered with HIS stuff.

There is nothing in our house that says, “a new baby is coming”.

I have started the process of ordering custom lettering for the nursery wall to spell Charlie’s name.

I want to move big boy toys to a big boy room and sort out all the baby toys and put them in the nursery.

I want to wash itty bitty clothes and blankets and stash them into the nursery.

I want to decorate and organize a Big Boy room with Eddie’s help so he will love it and feel comfy there before his brother arrives.

want to DO something to feel like the big change that IS coming is COMING.

At 31 weeks pregnant with Eddie we had the nursery complete and I was washing and organizing and storing diapers and lotions and baby washes and toys.

I had lots to keep my hands busy.

This time all I do is make mental lists with deadlines that just keep passing.

52 days until Charlie.

tick…tock…tick…is all I hear in my brain….

which continues to pace.


About Katie

Just a small town girl...wait no. That is a Journey song. Katie Sluiter is a small town girl, but she is far from living in a lonely world. She is a middle school English teacher, writer, mother, and wife. Life has thrown her a fair share of challenges, but her belief is that writing through them makes her stronger.


  1. TheNextMartha says

    I’d be like that too. Wish I lived closer. I’d totally help with all of that while baking you pie.

  2. I feel so similar. I had Laura’s room READY to go. Now, I just feel daunted by all the tasks that need to happen to get a room ready for #2. Moving furniture, preparing a big girl bed (so I can steal the crib), prepping baby clothes… too much to do to get started!

  3. Oh, I know the feeling. I was pacing pacing last time because I had very little to do to prepare. I think I mostly mentally prepared, which of course took up a lot of my time 😉

  4. i don’t think i was fully prepared for louise until the night before i went into labor! and even when you’re ready, you’re not really “ready”, know what i mean?

  5. My guess is being 7 months pregnant, your BELLY is evidence of a new baby coming.
    Having been in this exact same place 10 months ago might I recommend what to do with your time? Spend it with Eddie, reading, playing, focusing on him. I struggle to find enough me for Maddy on a DAILY basis. I regret not making a greater effort to being completely present to her when she could have all of me.

    And 52 days? pshaw…they’ll fly by!

    Good luck!

  6. This was exactly me for Joe… it’s maddening! You let me know what you want help with. I DO live close and can help if you need it. You know my LOVE for organizing!!

    • oh don’t fear, Trisha! I was already thinking about how I could maybe invite you over once the furniture is in to help me organize Ed’s new Big Boy room! 🙂

  7. We’ve done pretty much nothing for our #2, and I’m due the week before your scheduled date. ACK! Yeah…there are clothes, but they’re all in bags (sorted, but still). There’s no nursery since we’ll do the infant in our room thing-a-ma-jig for at least the first few months anyway (then decide on sharing a room or taking Peter’s office away). There’s no bassinet or co-sleeper yet. There’s no extra dresser for the extra person. There’s no nothing and I’m starting to get really ansy. This weekend MUST be devoted to getting our bedroom set up for the impending arrival so I can stop thinking about it.

    OH, and I really should pack my hospital bag!