I mentioned previously that I am a procrastinator. But, I'm not the only one.
Two weeks ago, I went through all of Ashlyn's old baby stuff. I separated gender neutral stuff and the stuff that was too summery. I washed everything that would definitely be usable and put it all away in the baby's room. I also pulled out baby toys, including the swing and bouncy seat, and tested them with new batteries. Allen asked why I was doing all of this so early. He thought I should wait until the day before I was scheduled to have the baby. I tried to explain to him that I could have this baby at any moment.
Our crib has a few pieces (bolts or something) missing, so it hasn't been the best the past few months that Ashlyn has been sleeping in it. Plus, it was converted to a toddler bed and is on the lowest height. Of course, now we need it to be at its highest with a crib rail. I also bought a canopy for the crib. I asked Allen to just put up the canopy when he fixed the crib. He said he thought that was a good job to save for my dad to help. I tried not to stress as I asked "You're going to wait until my dad gets here?" Allen said that my dad was going to need some projects. I don't want to complain about it, especially since I know the chances of the baby actually sleeping in the crib the first few weeks are practically nothing. In my head I'm still thinking "The crib has to be ready BEFORE the baby is born."
This has me thinking back to when Ashlyn was born. I had a few projects I wanted Allen to do before he deployed. He just told me that he would do all of them while he was on leave. This is what Allen did on his paternity leave: