Mom and I went shopping to find tile for my kitchen remodel. We did a good job of “faking it”. I only had a couple hard moments at the tile store. We actually had a few laughs at dinner joking about the giant stalks of broccoli on our plates. Only on the drive home did we talk a little about what happened.
I would really prefer to forget the whole kitchen project. It was all for the baby anyway. I just couldn’t see having a baby with such a small kitchen and no dishwasher so in the middle of my pregnancy I charged headfirst into the excitement of a serious remodel. I had just ordered the cabinets the week before and paid for them the day I found out he was a boy. The designer I had been working with at the Hardware Megamart was so very excited for us.
Now I just can’t fathom having a fabulous new kitchen with no baby.
I don’t want the kitchen anymore.
Take the kitchen and give me my baby.
But the nonreturnable cabinets are ordered and arriving Wednesday. Mom needs to know I’m ok and wants to help with all the design choices. Dad is desperate for projects and has said a few times that he’s excited to get started. So onward we go…
I’m thinking the wall that’s coming down has my name on it along with a sledgehammer.