So it's almost four months since I got married and settled in quite comfortably in our new house, an apartment on loan(?) by my parents while we save up and buy our own. It's been exciting, frustrating, liberating, and a whole other round of emotions all packed into one. Especially since I'm already pregnant.
We started living in the apartment immediately after our honeymoon, when we got back here in Manila last April 21. We first went to his house to get his bags of clothes, then to mine to get my own... plus we unwrapped a few gifts that we would need in the apartment, like an electric water boiler, pillows, and bedsheets. We cleaned up the cabinets we would be using for our clothes, covered the foam mattress with our new bedsheets, and slept.
The next day was spent going back to my parents' house (which, thankfully, is only 5 minutes away), to unwrap our gifts and then shop for appliances (with our cash gifts) we would be needing. We spent almost two weeks without a ref (because I was a bit picky and the delivery date was after one week, but we deferred it further to a Saturday, May 1, so we would both be at home to receive the appliances) and a washing machine. We had our clothes (from the honeymoon) washed and dried via a laundromat, ate out (or ate at my parents' since I was slowly getting my clothes), and just relaxed and slept at our new house.
When we finally got our appliances, we immediately went to the grocery store to stock up our pantry. And I was poring over recipe books to see what cooks quick and stores long since we generally only eat at home during dinner time and on weekends. I love cooking for him, serving him, and plainly doing things for him when my pregnant belly wasn't a hinder yet. I'm not the best cook and there had been failures in the past three months but his appreciation of my efforts (even if I still think he's just being biased) makes me feel very pleased.
Laundry day is Saturday and this has been a point of argument for the two of us since, as we still don't have a household help, we have to do it and Saturday morning is the best time to do it. And when I say morning, that would be around 8-9AM, not 10AM, when we usually do it because he sleeps so soundly I don't want to wake him up and his sleeping habits make me want to sleep in, too. But we get the job done, even as my belly grows big. I separate the clothes (white/not so white and colored), place them in the machine and let the machine finish the cycle, then he'd hang them up outside.
What we need improvement on is keeping the house clean. Especially the bedroom and bathroom. We rarely sweep the inside of the house, and we ask someone else to clean the bathroom every other week. It's still livable, but our house is quite chaotic. Hopefully, when we already have a helper (which we're planning to get a few weeks before my due date to get the house ready), the house will be more in order and clean.
Living by ourselves wasn't much of a transition. I didn't have to adjust too much or felt alone or bored (well, at first since we didn't even have a tv nor radio... hee). The transition was very smooth for me and even until now, I kept thinking why I adjusted very well to my new life. My life as a wife. Things I'd like to do for him and around the house are only hindered by my bulging belly and bouts of tiredness (which seem to be at its peak lately). We're surviving on our meager salaries. I do get frustrated at times when there's something I want to buy, especially for the arrival of our little one, but we have a budget to stick to and even if it's hard, we manage. It is quite hard, admittedly, to let go of some of the luxuries I've been used to, even him, I suppose, but it's something I've already foreseen before so it was easier. Besides, I haven't really lived a life of comfort so the few inconveniences I've experienced were easy to let go.
We're starting from scratch, quite literally, I think, as we don't have the essential things when we first moved in and the cash gifts that we received were enough to let us buy what we don't have. So we're living on our salaries, both of us trying to save for the future, for our coming baby, and we're just thankful our parents are happy enough to help us out for things that we need.
We're setting our sights to have a helper by next month, to clean up the house and ready it for the baby. It'll be heavier on our budget but easier for us. Hopefully, the things we're praying for will be granted to at least ease up one of our worries.