Chronophobia-Fear of time

Time flies. No seriously, where has the time gone? I feel like we just posted about our new house and already it's time to pack everything up and leave? Where do we even begin? There are going to be a lot of questions in this blog. The major one  right now being, Where in the World did we acquire so much junk?

Our house looks like a clean disaster zone. Oxymoron much! There are boxes everywhere and no matter how organized I would like us to stay, I have the feeling that we are just going to end up shoving things in to boxes and naming them all as "miscellaneous." We all know how well that works!

I am getting super bummed by all of this packing too because the one thing I was really looking forward to packing was our wedding photos. Call me sentimental or blissfully ignorant but for newlyweds to be able to carefully wrap each frame in newspaper and box it up is just a must do in my book. It is a fairytale really. The happy couple falls in love, marriage, then they buy a house/rent a house where they will raise their first child. In that time period they have to pack away all of their treasured belongings ie; wedding photos. While packing, they look back on all of the happy and serene moments and fall in love all over again. The end.

Well unfortunately our ending is more like this:
"Hey honey, careful not to break that empty wedding frame that has been sitting on the self with that awesome postcard couple staring at us."
Come on! These people have been staring at us with their gorgeous complexion for over 6 months now. I think it is really time to either throw these frames away or get mock wedding photos made up of us. Either way, our real photos will never be staring at us. If you were following Facebook this week I ranted about it. Ps: Thanks for listening.

Amidst all of our confusion and digging through endless amounts of memories my pregnancy brain has arrived. You moms and mommy-to-be's know what I am talking about over here. I am not crazy. Just pregnant. And not even like preeeegnant, just boring old nine weeks and counting pregnant. Can preggo brain be this bad already? I seriously have forgotten everything.

• While writing this blog, I have had to look up the spelling of  simple words more than 5 times.
• Driving scares the crap out of me. I forget to put the car in drive, reverse etc.
• I suck at remembering to take my prenatals (even with an alarm set on my phone)
• Checklists are placed all over my work because I somehow manage to forget what I have done every day for the past 3 years.

Yeah, pregnancy brain is less than awesome.

I have to say though, if that is all I get during this pregnancy then I am SET! I will take it because other than a little sciatic nerve issue (which is more than likely non-pregnancy related) this nugget baking is a breeze. (Knock on wood, cross my heart hope to die, stick a needle in my eye)

April is slipping away from us faster than we can blink. I hope we can make the most of these little moments we have left in our apartment. I feel like once we get in to our house time is really going to fly. Pretty soon I am going to be writing the post on how Nugget is turning one. EEK! STOP! Time to go pop in a sappy movie and reminisce on The good ol' days.

Tell me your fears of change and/or cute pregnancy stories.