Picture commentary: This is our crib and changing table. It's dark wood and off sets our bright green room but still nothing on the walls so it's still pretty bright. The baby doll is our "training" baby for Max. We're trying to get him used to having a baby around who gets most of our attention. (I think he's going to have a hard time with that) It also doubles as Josh's prop for his new video monitor. At random times throughout the day and night he checks the monitor to make sure the baby is ok.
My precious husband has been working so hard trying to keep up wth all my demands and "needs" :)
And this is a very swollen and pregnant me. I don't even care about doing my hair these days, but no, I don't have a crew cut.
No baby yet and we have been running around like little headless chickens! The last week and a half have been filled with baby furniture and a million house projects. Last week we went to Fayetteville (which reminded me once again why it is lovingly referred to as "Fayette-nam") with Josh's mom Patti, and brother Chris to pick up our nursery furniture. It is even better than we anticipated! We absolutely love it! Josh's parents are some of the most generous people I have ever met and this was among the MANY baby gifts they have showered on us....we are extremely blessed.
In the midst of assembling a large crib and changing table/dresser Josh and Chris continued in their venture of painting almost the entire interior of our house (Chris was a painter and has been so sweet to help us)! We have wanted to paint for about 2 1/2 years now and just figured that if we waited until the baby comes we'll never do it. Plus, we would like to sell our house in the next year or so and it desperately needed the makeover!
So our house has felt like absolute chaos for the last week with all our living room furniture in the middle of the room, nothing on the walls, no blinds, paint cans, brushes and rollers on the kitchen counters, etc. I've pretty much been locked up in our bedroom until the fumes clear out but I have to say that the guys have done a great job and the house looks SO much better. I feel bad being selfish and wanting everything to return to normal, but it's hard imagining bringing a baby home to what feels like a construction site. At least the nursery is on it's way to being finished (waiting on the glider and ottoman to come in), although there's still work to be done there too.
And by the way, how exactly is one to predict how many onesies, sleepers, pants, etc a newborn will need before growing into 3 mo and up sizes??? This has had me puzzled for days now as I try to decide what to wash and what to take back and exchange. Alll the estimates I've read have seemed so high compared to the number of moms who have told me that their baby was only in newborn clothes for a week. They're predicting this baby to be about 7 lbs but I think it will be bigger.
I have TONS of these questions and am so anxious that I won't have everything ready and clean for when our precious little one arrives. I feel sure this is normal but that doesn't make it go away.
To complicate things a little more, the Doctors have told me repeatedly that because of my severe puffyness in my feet and ankles (and I mean PUFFY!) I am to keep my feet elevated above my heart and keep walking around when I can......say what now?!? Whatever that means I have not done it well, but Josh stays on me about it. It literally takes several hours of elevation for even the resemblance of ankles to appear and as soon as I get up to use the bathroom, eat or whatever they're back to where we started....I give up (until it hurts to walk).
On a positive note, I'm officially 1 cm dialated and the baby has dropped (the Dr felt the head which was weird). When I asked him how much longer he said "could be tonight or 2 weeks from tonight"....thanks (I expected that).
So here are the ramblings of a 1st timer at the end (and biggest) part of these long 9 months. Thanks for having the patience to read it all and please pray for a peaceful heart that makes time to be with the Father as He brings us into this big life change and calling.
