We moved into this 2 bedroom townhouse last May. We had more hope then. August brought devastating news from Dr. Sher. But then November brought hopeful news from my surgery. There is still an empty 2nd bedroom that I don’t know what to do with.
On good days, I dream of what the nursery will look like. On bad days, I think about turning it into an office or man cave for Andy. Everyday, I can’t stand walking past it and seeing it empty. Like a manifestation of my empty womb and empty arms.
Sometimes I think, we have to do something with it! Maybe it’s giving off a bad vibe, just sitting there, serving no purpose. If you build it, they will come, right? Haha, but then I’m the crazy lady with baby stuff for a baby that may never come.
Andy put some music equipment in that room recently, because we had no other place to put it. It made me really sad. That’s the baby’s room. If we fill it with random things, where will the baby go? 😦