I did the math awhile back and realized that when we go for court our wee one will be just over seven and a half months...and today she is seven months. Let's pause for a moment while I fight back the urge to wet my pants with anticipation.
The butterflies are still there. They've set up camp in my insides and quite honestly, I love it.
The lists have been created (with help, tips, tricks and insight!) and I thought that would be sufficient. I was wrong. Apparently simply having the lists doesn't actually help this girl with task completion. Boxes were being ticked off...just not in the timeframe originally anticipated. (Keep in mind that by normal people standards I'm probably right on schedule...it's this darned Type A personality...it gets in the way of being behind in all things detail.)
So, print it all off I did.
And that didn't seem enough either.
So, categorizing tasks into days by (during) which they need to be completed was the next step.
And now the fire's lit and I'm on my way. The past twenty-four hours have been super productive and the pace will likely continue.
Last night's goal was to start and finish her blanket (part of the gift we will leave) for the Transition Home.
I made two in case one is lost while she's there. They are identical...and while it's highly possible that it could end up on the crib of another wee one, I did my best to eliminate that possibility.
Hope she likes it...