We dropped our mom's off at the airport early this morning. It's a lot different here without them. They did all the laundry and cooking while they were here, along with most of the cleaning and helping with the dogs. They unpacked, washed, organized by size and put away ALL of Abbie's clothes, which is a HUGE task in itself since she has quite the wardrobe. They helped me re-pot my new plants, and completely organized the kitchen. (It's going to take me a while to figure out where everything is in my own kitchen since I really didn't help all that much with the kitchen part of it.)
Now that it's just Mark and me (and the weinas), it's a little weird. I feel like we're kids living in this grown up house that is out of our league, and I also feel like we're on vacation or something and this is all going to come to an end and we're going to have to go back to Oklahoma. Also, the reality that we're having a baby in about a month is very prevalent, hence the "oh sh*t" factor. During this entire pregnancy, I knew there was so much going on before her arrival, that I was focusing mostly on going home and the move here and getting settled in, etc. Now that most of that stuff is behind us, her birth is the next big event, and quite honestly, that's pretty scary. I liked having other things to distract me some, but now that I'm big as a bus, and we're in the house we're bringing her home to, and in the state I'm giving birth in, those distractions are quickly disappearing. We drove to Scottsdale on Friday, which is in the same direction of the hospital we'll deliver at, and all I could think about was that in a month or so we'll be driving down that road with me in labor and we'll be coming home with a newborn. I feel like I'm ready for this, but I'm also scared - mainly of the unknowns of labor.
We ordered her bedroom furniture on Friday, along with her stroller/car seat. I'll post pictures of that, along with the rest of the house (hopefully it'll be ready by then), when it's all set up.