I'm a #BADASS.
#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard
I'm not much of a feminist. Actually, I kinda am I suppose, but not a crazy beyotch or anything. I believe in equality across the board, the end. None of that matters, so I don't even know why I'm talking about it. So so so so sooooooo I bought my daughter a new bed. A Dora toddler bed. Stinkin cute cute cute. Here's the thing - we started remodeling our house forever ago, way before the baby was born, and it just is taking FOREVER. And ever. And beyond. I'm not convinced that we will ever have a liveable (livable?) master bedroom.
Here's the deal. We have a three bedroom house. Right now it's a room for us, Tucker and Anika. We are turning our garage into a master bed/bath so there are rooms for each of the kids. They are all super young and really close in age, so we didn't think that them sharing a room was a great idea. Since the remodel isn't done, what does that mean for baby Cadence? It means that she has been sleeping in a portable crib in the living room for 5 months. 5 EFFING MONTHS. So lame, and those things are not comfortable, even a little.
I'm tired of it, so I bought a new big girl bed for Anika, put Tucker in Anika's big kid bed, and put Cadence in Tucker's crib. Thing is, none of those things are in the right room. Which is where my badassness comes in. I not only cleaned my daughter's room (which makes me a total badass anyways), but I disassembled her toddler bed. Those things are complicated. Then I moved it to the other room and reassembled it. Then I disassembled Tucker's crib, moved it, and put it back together. Now that I'm writing it down it doesn't seem like such a big deal, but it was, god damn it. It was a lot of work, and I am really proud of myself for just doing it, and not waiting until the manly man came home.
It was hard. Cribs are not easy to assemble by yourself. And I busted the hell out of myself lots of times. But I did it. By myself. And I did a good job. And I'm a badass.
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