Thursday, August 21, 2008

Spic and Span and Silent

Yesterday our cleaning people (they work in pairs) were here. I had thoroughly picked up the house since they would be here and because my grandparents were coming over to say hello later in the day. After they left I sat on my couch and admired how quiet and clean the house is. At this moment in time the house is as picked up and clean as it will probably ever been again. Good-bye, life I never managed to get organized. I tried, I swear, but I know it is an uphill and likely useless battle to keep things "neat" with two kids about to join the household so I'm not holding my breath I will ever become an organized person.

Lunch with my grandparents was nice - and my mom came too. My grandmother was interested to see that I walk down the stairs the same as she does (turned to the side, one step at a time). I have been thinking lately that being very pregnant is like being elderly (don't worry, Mimi and Papa, I don't really think of you as elderly). You don't get around as well, there is lots of groaning when you get on and off of furniture, you don't sleep well and you drive more slowly.

We had lunch at Turner's and a woman took a look at my belly and said (very firmly) - you must be due soon. I acknowledged it was true - I consider my due date to be Monday even though technically it is September 13th for 40 weeks. She then said (also very definitively) that I must be having twins. When I said that was true she crowed triumphantly that she is a "great" guesser. What do you think - should she join the circus with her skill? I think my grandparents enjoyed driving through Melrose since that is where my great-grandparents lived and why my grandparents moved to Massachusetts (from Ohio where they went to college) in the first place.

I also had our car seats inspected by our local police. The officer turned out to be a dad of twin girls - not quite a year old. He tightened a strap here and there, advised as to safety measures and I was done. I figured Husband had done a good job (he had lots of practice when August was here) but it doesn't hurt to have a "professional" confirm. I actually called 3 police departments and had to leave messages. I was surprised that despite the message that I was having the twins on Monday he was the only one who called me back.

3 comments:

Helen said...

First post! I better get my time in with you, as our solo time is dwindling- until we can ditch Husband for the day:)

a crapshack in nova said...

It's amazing how much chaos in your home you will grow to accept. :-)

I want to come visit you all later in the fall... maybe early Novemberish. I'll cook and I might even clean (though heaven knows I barely clean my own house, so no promises there!!)

Monica Marino said...

Ah, I love a good car seat check. Doesn't it make you feel good inside?!