Between leaving jobs and getting new ones, having to pay off tons of debt so our income doesn't even cover rent, let alone other expenses that come with renting, moving in with our inlaws and having to live out of a bedroom.. I've been feeling really bad about not having a nursery for my sweet boy when he arrives.

I wish I could buy stuff and decorate and have a theme. I wish I could share pictures and have family and friends come help, and have something other than plastic storage bins stacked in the corner to store all the cute things we've bought for him. We can't even get a crib because there's no space :( we have to get a pack n play and fold it up during the day when he's not in it.

I'm so bummed out about this 😞 I know it shouldn't matter but it just sucks

EDIT: thanks everyone for your kind words & encouragement. I was having a total pregnant lady hormonal moment and was in tears and everything and even mentioned it to my husband, who told me the same as you all. All that matters is that our little one will have a roof over his head and people that love him under it ♥️