Yes, fine, let's have this baby. Life is crazy anyway, let's make it a little more crazy. No big deal.
Fritz is of the complete opposite mind on this: he would prefer everything to be working tidily when Trixie is born. So, that's sort of interesting: I'm now less stressed about Trixie's arrival, but Fritz is more stressed. Maybe there's some happy medium whereby Mattias loses the mischievous streak before the birth, making Fritz feel better, while I stay accepting of the coming change.
We found a used dresser. Wood drawer bottoms, wood rails, drawers open and close smoothly, ETC. I'm happy with it! Except for the part where I'm going to strip the darker stain, clear coat it and replace the handles. (Ha ha!) I think those are the same handles MY childhood dresser had.
The mystery houseplant is an aralia. A ming aralia, we think. I got a whole bunch of advice and help from my aunts this weekend to save it: most of which involved getting it out of the terra cotta/clay pot, putting it in a smaller pot, and replacing the dry soil with something that holds moisture better. So far, so good. I'll keep you posted, because of course you'll want to know if it can transform itself into a proper version.