Tuesday, August 3, 2010

All That's Missing Is Her...

Friday marked the 37th week of baking so the chicklet is officially full term. I've started saying "If this baby loved me, she would come out now" more and more over the last few days as I'm offically done with being pregnant. I'm tired and cranky and am just ready for her to get here already. And not only am I ready, but so is her room!

When we toured this house back in December we were blissfully unaware of the chaos to come. we had planned on using the top floor of our Cape as our master bedroom. One side would be the bedroom and we'd put a sitting area on the other side. When weeks later we found out we were expecting, things changed. Although we won't have her as close to our bedroom as we would like, we decided to turn the upstairs into a penthouse sweet for our little lady.

Walking upstairs and to the right is the important stuff - crib, changing table, rocker...

And then to the left is a sitting area with a couch and bookshelf. We are delusional enough to trick ourselves into thinking we're going to keep all of the baby stuff tucked away up here in all the extra space...


Aside from the crib (gifted lovingly by a very excited grandmother and aunt) and the bookshelf (I just can't bear to stop shopping at IKEA), all of the furniture is hand me downs. The most expensive cost of this room? Daddy and Mommy (at almost 8 months pregnant) painting this huge room and just about losing their sanity through the heat and awkward angles of the pitch.

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