Exciting News! The curtains have arrived!! You may be reading this with general amusement and thinking - is she nuts?, but for a woman who is 9 months pregnant, the little things make all the difference.
The curtains for the nursery arrived on Friday night, which prompted a quick trip to Target on Saturday morning. After all, they couldn't stay in the plastic forever.. :-)
After a very quick installation of the curtain rods, the drapes and valance (fancy name for curtain that goes over top of curtain) are up. I'll post pictures when I get home.
Dear husband and I made a startling realization - the nursery is the only room in the house that matches! We made a concerted effort to ensure paint color, decor, and layout was coordinated and hopefully zen-like for the little boy. Stay tuned and we'll let you know!
Monday, February 26, 2007
Baby Stroller
Mrs Humanteam and I went and got the stroller of choice as researched by the Mrs.
very uber...
Except you need a freaking PHD in mechanical engineering to operate the darn thing... grrr
Directions very clear and concise but no pictures come on now people all a parent needs is something this and IKEA ie no words.
Granted the stroller is very functional it does pretty much everything that we will need.
Oh well.... life goes on...
very uber...
Except you need a freaking PHD in mechanical engineering to operate the darn thing... grrr
Directions very clear and concise but no pictures come on now people all a parent needs is something this and IKEA ie no words.
Granted the stroller is very functional it does pretty much everything that we will need.
Oh well.... life goes on...
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Organization
Organization. Some may call me obsessive when it comes to organization and putting things in their rightful places, but I don't care. I have been on a quest lately to make sure that our humble abode is organized before the arrival of our new little sprog. My dear husband just shakes his head and says "Yes Dear," while I find things for him to put on his "Honey to do list."
This weekend was spent in the nursery putting all of the wonderful gifts away and figuring out where everything will go in a 1950's size closet. Luckily we had already installed a closet organizer, which by the way is fabulous if you have small closets, and all we needed to do was determine what goes where. After careful consideration and deliberation, the finished product is a Type A personality's dream : - ) I can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that my dear son's closet is organized (at least for the moment).
I'm happy to say that the "Man Room," aka Utility Room, was also tackled by the dear husband. Now you can actually walk in the door and around the room without fear of something falling on you. Always a plus!!
Pictures of the nursery are posted. Enjoy!
This weekend was spent in the nursery putting all of the wonderful gifts away and figuring out where everything will go in a 1950's size closet. Luckily we had already installed a closet organizer, which by the way is fabulous if you have small closets, and all we needed to do was determine what goes where. After careful consideration and deliberation, the finished product is a Type A personality's dream : - ) I can breathe a sigh of relief knowing that my dear son's closet is organized (at least for the moment).
I'm happy to say that the "Man Room," aka Utility Room, was also tackled by the dear husband. Now you can actually walk in the door and around the room without fear of something falling on you. Always a plus!!
Pictures of the nursery are posted. Enjoy!
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Teeny Tiny Clothes
So last weekend my friends had a baby shower for me. I am forever grateful, because I received so many wonderful gifts, but also things I would have never thought about buying! Nevermind the thought of entering a baby superstore still terrifies me and sends me into a frenzy.
So like a good mommie to be, I dutifully washed all of the clothes in dye-free/perfume-free/no weird chemicals-free laundry detergent with no fabric softener and no dryer sheets. I may have to rethink the no dryer sheets in the winter though. I can't imagine static cling is good for a baby either...
After washing and drying the clothes, I unloaded the dryer. The first thing I thought was "Jeez - these things are tiny." Then I realized that I was starting to tear up!?!?! What in the world is wrong with me -- they are just clothes. And then I realize something... no, they aren't just clothes. These are the clothes that my unborn son will wear very soon. Whoa - what a realization!
I begin folding with my husband sitting next me as I pick each item up and say "look at this itty bitty shirt... (insert item name)." He looks at me with the "what in the world is wrong with you" look. C'mon, we ALL know that look!
As we fold, he looks at me with another puzzled look. He is confused about the number of piles of clothes I have in front of me. "What is all of this?" I, of course, have broken up the clothes into style and size. After all, should all of the newborn long sleeve onesies be separated from the 3 month long sleeve onesies? Sheesh.
So like a good mommie to be, I dutifully washed all of the clothes in dye-free/perfume-free/no weird chemicals-free laundry detergent with no fabric softener and no dryer sheets. I may have to rethink the no dryer sheets in the winter though. I can't imagine static cling is good for a baby either...
After washing and drying the clothes, I unloaded the dryer. The first thing I thought was "Jeez - these things are tiny." Then I realized that I was starting to tear up!?!?! What in the world is wrong with me -- they are just clothes. And then I realize something... no, they aren't just clothes. These are the clothes that my unborn son will wear very soon. Whoa - what a realization!
I begin folding with my husband sitting next me as I pick each item up and say "look at this itty bitty shirt... (insert item name)." He looks at me with the "what in the world is wrong with you" look. C'mon, we ALL know that look!
As we fold, he looks at me with another puzzled look. He is confused about the number of piles of clothes I have in front of me. "What is all of this?" I, of course, have broken up the clothes into style and size. After all, should all of the newborn long sleeve onesies be separated from the 3 month long sleeve onesies? Sheesh.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Car Seat
So well Mrs. HumanTeam and myself go the car seat installed this morning. So it is even more real.
Those damn things are not easy to install no wonder they make you take them to someone who has been trained...
gah
Those damn things are not easy to install no wonder they make you take them to someone who has been trained...
gah
Monday, February 12, 2007
Thanks
Thank you from a very grateful parent to be to everyone for the Mrs.' baby shower.
A shout out goes to Teberly, Lorelei, and MommaDeb for doing heavy lifting for the whole thing.
A shout out goes to Teberly, Lorelei, and MommaDeb for doing heavy lifting for the whole thing.
Friday, February 2, 2007
The Beginning
Whoa! Hold on a second. What do two lines mean again? Joy, panic, uncertainty, and abject terror are going through my mind all at the same time.
Picture this - 6:00 am on a Monday morning. Things haven't been quite "right" for a couple of days and the word "late" has crossed my mind vaguely. Decide to take one of those handy dandy pregnancy tests just to see what the result might be. Of course, I bought a 4 pack, just to make sure.
Wait, wait, wait. 3 minutes later I expect to see only one line on the test window. OK, look down - there are two lines. Maybe this is a newer test and the results read differently. Where are the instructions? Two lines means - drum roll please - you are pregnant.
After picking my jaw up off of the floor, I quickly go into the bedroom where my completely unaware husband is sleeping soundly. I flip on the light and try to rouse sleeping beauty. I finally resort to pulling off the covers and yelling "WAKE UP." He jumps up and looks at me with a dazed expression as I shove the test stick in his general vicinity. He looks at it, smiles, and then lays back down and goes back to sleep.
As my dear husband snoozes next to me, I sit in a catatonic state for about a half an hour. His alarm goes off and he rouses. He looks over at me, laughs, and then says "It's OK, we planned this remember."
Picture this - 6:00 am on a Monday morning. Things haven't been quite "right" for a couple of days and the word "late" has crossed my mind vaguely. Decide to take one of those handy dandy pregnancy tests just to see what the result might be. Of course, I bought a 4 pack, just to make sure.
Wait, wait, wait. 3 minutes later I expect to see only one line on the test window. OK, look down - there are two lines. Maybe this is a newer test and the results read differently. Where are the instructions? Two lines means - drum roll please - you are pregnant.
After picking my jaw up off of the floor, I quickly go into the bedroom where my completely unaware husband is sleeping soundly. I flip on the light and try to rouse sleeping beauty. I finally resort to pulling off the covers and yelling "WAKE UP." He jumps up and looks at me with a dazed expression as I shove the test stick in his general vicinity. He looks at it, smiles, and then lays back down and goes back to sleep.
As my dear husband snoozes next to me, I sit in a catatonic state for about a half an hour. His alarm goes off and he rouses. He looks over at me, laughs, and then says "It's OK, we planned this remember."
Thursday, February 1, 2007
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