Nursery Progress 3

Sunday evening Brent required help taping off for the next phase of this nursery makeover. We bribed our neighbors with dinner (well, kinda...we merged our leftovers to make a meal) so they would come over. While Tara and I watched Project Runway from this past week, Graham and Brent were upstairs taping. Sounds like a good set up if you ask me.

Monday afternoon was spent with the brown paint - it's called chocolate fudge. Boy, did it look like it! I kept wanting to dip a strawberry or my finger in it to taste it.


What will become of this nursery?? Stay tuned....

Nursery Progress 2

We've (read: Brent) started painting last Friday. He put in a lot of time figuring out how high we wanted the stripe on the wall and then measuring and finally taping it all off. I'm glad he has that attention to detail and patience as I have a short attention span with that sort of stuff. On Sunday he filled in the walls and painted the pink stripe.


Stay tuned for the next update!

Nursery Progress

There has been a ton of work to help clear out this room to even begin preparations to make it a proper baby's nursery. When we moved in a year ago, this room became an office. There was a huge corner desk and a recliner...and lots of boxes. Tons of boxes of crap, er, I mean, stuff that we cherish dearly and can't get rid of.

I always had a good intention of getting in there and organizing and actually making it into a functional office. However, life happens. And frankly, that room got totally overwhelming of a task for me to even know where to begin. So stuff started piling up. It was an ugly room when the stuff was in it. Now, it's a pretty room. Funny thing is, this is one of the nicest painted rooms we have in our house. It must have been professionally painted because comparing to the our bedroom and guest bedroom paint jobs...whew! No contest. But this room is currently being painted to make it more appropriate for a baby.

32 weeks

Here we are at 32 weeks. I feel like I have really "popped" in the last couple weeks. I need to do a comparison blog. Still feelilng good overall...bending over is more difficult and I find myself getting winded easier. Just going up and down our stairs (split level mind you!), I get winded!

Starting a few days ago, I keep feeling body parts poke out on my right side. I usually poke/rub/push back and then the body part floats away and hides until the next poke. I find myself just sitting with my hand on my belly pushing in as she tends to like my upper right abdomen area just under my ribs. I had a family ask while I was at a home visit for work if I was okay sitting on the floor. I guess I looked uncomfortable or something. Baby does get hiccups quite often. I feel them down in my lower abdomen. They're very faint so I don't always notice them right away, and they tend to end after a few minutes.

We had to relocate our picture to another wall (maybe we should have been doing it on this wall along!) because stuff has been moved around in our house to allow the baby's room to take shape. That will be another blog entry about the room progress. Even though we're on a different wall, we still got our obligatory Lacey picture.

What I see

What I should see....(don't pay attention to my ugly feet!)

But what I actually see....

Making Progress!

Finally I feel like there is progress being made directly in the baby's room. There's been quite a bit of moving/jettisoning/recycling of things in our house to prepare for preparations for the baby's room, and now we're finally ready to touch the nursery.

On Friday night we went to Lowe's to specifically pick out paint colors. Hot Friday date night...we even had dinner before hand at Chick-Fil-A. Oh la la, you're all jealous I know! So anyway, going paint shopping is not one of my top items of fun things to do. Friday night or not. Last time we picked out paint was for the living room/dining room/kitchen/hallway and that was just completely overwhelming because I had to pick a color from a gazillion colors. Brent always says that I can tell you what I don't want, but have difficulty telling you what I do want. So that expierence was a fun one...we all chuckle about it now.

This time was a bit different since we were trying to match colors to our bedding that we chose. We had decided upon a design and now we needed specific colors to match. Much less overwhelming than my previous paint experience. Brent and I were relatively in and out of Lowe's with no animosity between us. Date night success!

Today, Brent has purchased the paint needed and is beginning the task of priming the walls and painting the dresser.

I'll try and post some pictures of the progress.

30 weeks

I'm at 30 weeks folks! Can you believe it?! I could even say that this pregnancy is cruising by. I might say differently in the coming weeks when I'm thinking "Get this kid out of me!".

Please note that there is no Lacey photo this round. The pictures came out a bit too provocative/revealing for my liking. Sorry Lace, we'll get you at 32 weeks, I promise.

I'm still feeling great. All the normal pregnancy occurances, but I take it all in stride. Heartburn, emotional outbursts, grunting as you struggle to get up off the floor, difficulty bending over...you know, the usual.

Goodbye Brent!

On Saturday night I dropped Brent off so he could load a bus to travel down to NOLA (New Orleans Louisana) again this year with GBBC (Give Back Beyond Cincinnati) for the week. Last year, Brent and I went down together to NOLA and knew we'd want to do it again this year. However, a small bump (pardon the pun!) derailed my plans to do the same. We decided together that it was okay for Brent to go since I would "only" be 29 weeks pregnant and would be okay here at home.

As weeks approached, I began to feel apprehensive about Brent leaving. This will be the longest that he and I have been apart. And not only that, usually if we are going to be apart, it's usually ME going somewhere and leaving Brent to the regular day-to-day activities by himself. However, this time, not only am I being left with the regular day-to-day mundaneness alone, but he'll be gone for 8 days! Now add on top of that a hormonal pregant woman who's prone to burst into tears from time to time. Luckily, my parents are coming in to visit mid week to keep me company.

On my first morning by myself, Lacey and I woke up and went to the dog park to get some wiggles out before it got too hot. Lacey ran around with some other dogs for a short while, but then all she wanted to do was follow me and lay down. I guess it was getting too hot for her and she ran around a little too much, too fast. So after a quick trip there, I drove home with a tired puppy in tow. She's been mellow all day. Perhaps it's been because I wore her out at the dog park. Or perhaps it's because she misses Brent too.

Mojitos and Fajitas

The Bisher's had us over last weekend for 'Mojitos and Fajitas'. Steph had a huge collection of mint, so it only made sense to use it to make mojitos. And what food goes with mojitos? Fajitas of course! The pictures below don't really depict the theme of the party, but I couldn't help but make Ethan the focus when he went swimming. I love this first picture...Uncle Nick and Grandpa Bisher with Ethan. Uber cute. Ethan checking out the water in the pool.

Lacey loved running around in the backyard (our next house will definitely have a fenced in yard!). Lacey loves chasing (read: following) Senna around in the yard. It's quite funny to watch the follow the leader game. When Senna runs to a corner of the yard, Lacey is right behind him. She doesn't always know what Senna is running after or barking at, but Lacey sure does pretend to be just as interested.

28 weeks

I can't believe I'm 28 weeks along already! October 6 will be here before we know it. Still feeling good thanks to getting regular adjustments and massages.

Our nursery is still a work in progress, so no pictures yet. As soon as something is picture-worthy, I'll post it.

I love this picture with Lacey. If you look closely, you'll see some actual tongue action! I'd normally be grossed out when a dog's tongue made contact with me, but there's something that happens when it's your own dog and it doesn't make me want to cringe.