I am going to go ahead and harken back to my days in Rome with Sarah Wieber and say “OMG!” I’m going to be a mommy. We are ten weeks in and getting excited. I will admit that I was very excited at first and then took a trip to an overwhelmed, gaggy, pants-don’t-fit-right world that really wasn’t very fun. This week I feel good. I am getting used to feeling tired and nauseated so it isn’t phasing me much, and my pants fit again (weird) so all in all, I am a happy lady.
People have been asking if I think Baby GB will be a boy or a girl. The external consensus/projection to this point (moms, Kait, Timmy, several others) is girl. I don’t know if they have convinced me of that yet. In my head, I want it to be a boy so we can use all of Oliver’s adorable boy clothes. We don’t have nearly as many girl clothes on hand. Tim wants a girl first, hands down. That said, we really don’t care what Baby GB is. We are just excited. Tim woke me up this morning telling me he dreamed we had a boy, that he was “huge,” and that Tim was trying to give him a bath in the sink but he didn’t really fit. I was cracking up. Can you just see Tim trying to bathe a newborn in the sink? It’s going to be adorable.
Thanks to Misha Lower for helping me with some nursery ideas! Sadly, we are not actively working it just now. I have a week off in June for doing a few of those things. Don’t be fooled by functioning lights, consistent flooring, and acceptable seating space. Right now the guest-room-to-be-nursery looks a little something like this from the doorway:
Gorgeous, no? If your idea was to wade through some things, read a few board books, wear a Masters bib and Cubs slippers, prance around in a Maya wrap, peruse some Ball jars and then roll out the rug for a short rest, this is the room for you. Get a load of that darling Skip Hop Duo Deluxe diaper bag I scored at a thrift store with the tags on it. I have superb thrift store karma.
If you want to play the I Spy game, you will find family heirloom quilts, our changing table which will finally be put to good use, the to-be-painted crib and baggie of crib hardware, my favorite bee plaque, and a duffle bag of my favorite cookbooks. No apologies here, we just moved. I’m lucky I even know where that bag of crib hex screws happens to be.
Today is the start of keeping my sweet nanny toddler at my house on Wednesdays, so I am hoping to get a lot done during that beautiful three hour nap time I have cultivated so meticulously. We shall see! We could be just three Wednesdays away from a clean, organized nursery. Or not. Seven months is a long time.