26 weeks - Baby room progress

26 Weeks!

What do you mean I look really tired in this week's picture? Oh, that's because I was. And I am. It doesn't really help that we take the weekly picture just before bed.....but on this particular day it wouldn't have mattered when we did it. Chad was out of town again this weekend so I had the house, tv, and bed to myself again. What's that? It sounds like I enjoy him being gone? That's not entirely true..... I really do miss him when he's gone and anxiously wait by the door like a happy little puppy whose owner has been at work all day when he comes home. BUT...having a little alone time every now and then is really nice and refreshing.

This week there were some really exciting developments made in Baby Jo's room. Last week Chad painted the whole room in preparation for another paint project I've had my eye on for quite some time. Luckily he did this himself because I was pretty much gagging from the moment he poured the paint from the container. He just shut himself inside the room while I ran some errands and hung out at a friend's place and worked on a video project. He did a really good job and the color was just what I was going for. I switched for a lighter grey at the last minute and am really glad I did because it ended up coming out darker than I thought it would. Any darker and baby's room might get a little "dungeon-y." People ask me a lot, "How are you decorating the room since you don't know the sex?" The honest answer is...exactly like I would have done it if I knew baby was a girl and exactly like I would want it for a boy. I'm really not into the whole pink is for girls and blue is for boys thing. And I don't like that even infant boys get cool animal, sports, and nature stuff while girls are stuck with pretty ribbons, bows, and frilly stuff. I'll break some "rules" and follow the same practice when dressing my little person too. I may eat my words when I have strangers telling me what a pretty little girl I have (and it's a boy) or what a handsome little boy he is (and it's a girl). But ya know, I'll probably get that either way because I was born a baldy and pretty much stayed that way until I was like 3. So if baby is a girl...bows and ponytails probably won't be in our future for a good couple of years. We really haven't bought much clothes for baby yet but here are a couple of outfits that neither Chad or myself could say no to........(pictures taken a month or 2 ago, as evidenced by the size of my belly...)

Yes, I would put a girl in this too! Obviously this will be the first outfit baby wears to visit Daddy at work. :)

"I was born awesome." Yes, yes you were.

I'm soooo excited about the project Donna and I did in the room this weekend. And when I say "Donna and I" I mostly mean Donna. (Sidenote: Donna is my sister in law.) I told her exactly what I pictured in my head (but wasn't really sure we could make it happen), gave her some pictures as a reference, provided her with wine and home cooked food for the day, hung out with her kids and made a lemonade stand on our street, and she did the rest. It turned out so much better than I even imagined! I know I'm partial and all, but it's so damn cute I can't even handle it. I'm not going to show everything until the room is all finished but here are a few sneak peaks.....

Baby daddy working on the room. :)

If your guess is Donna's making prison bars....you're correct! Chad and I prefer our baby to feel trapped in this family.

This also has a special meaning to us. I'll explain sometime later. :)

The cute lemonade stand in our driveway. They made $8.50 for the day...not bad! Sidenote: Yes that's a tip jar you also see on the table there. :)

Up next for the room....painting the inside of the closet, building closet shelving, getting the crib set up and into the room, and picking up the glider when it comes in! We ordered the chair for the room about a month ago but it takes a long time for it to come in. I'm really excited about its arrival, we should get a call in another 3 weeks or so saying we can pick it up! Granted, our little 2 bedroom place is pretty small and there aren't a lot of rooms to choose from....but baby's room is quickly becoming my favorite room in the house. It's just so fun to imagine a tiny little baby in there with us. :)

xo,

Brooke

25 weeks - "Donald Trump is a pervert" and other 100% true facts.

25 weeks!

Dern...I'm 2 weeks behind!

I've recently noticed a trend in my weekly pictures........I never have the same hair! I was looking through a lot of them and seeing how much my belly (ie sweet baby) has been growing. I definitely feel like we have done some serious growing over the past 4 weeks! I don't post them, but every week we also take a "topless" pic too (not completely topless, I have a sports bra on you sicko!) You can see my belly changing even more in those. Maybe towards the end of the pregnancy I'll make a little video for those.....

Week 25 has come and gone two weeks ago now so let me think back to that week...
Chad was out of town for the weekend at a friend's bachelor party so I had the house to myself. I usually don't sleep well when he's gone and wasn't really looking forward to the empty bed........but holy crapsack. Turns out my pregnant self doesn't mind the bed to myself at all! I'm usually a pretty heavy sleeper but since my belly has started growing and putting pressure on places I'm not used to, I find myself waking up a lot. And when Chad even thinks about moving during the night to roll over or whatever, I wake up. After the first night alone, I found myself waking up the next morning really excited about going to bed later that night. It was such good sleep all weekend! haha. Sorry honey, I still love sleeping with you and was glad to have you back several nights later.....just be happy for me that I slept so well while you were gone. :)

Also the last weekend in April was two of my favorite guy's birthdays. Chad turned 28 and my dad turned (an undisclosed number.) :) Since I didn't get to hang out with either one on their birthday, I celebrated by going to a spa and getting a facial. I had a really good day. I took the train about 20 minutes north to the salon, got my facial, and was strolling along the downtown area when realized I missed the train home that I meant to take. And what do I find by the train station when I need to kill an hour during lunch time? An adorable Italian restaurant with outdoor seating and it was a beautiful day outside. Yes please. I would have loved a glass of white wine with my yummy shrimp pasta while sitting outside people watching basking in the sun.....but hey, "beggars can't be choosers" and "people who are making humans who have a great alone time day can't be complaining when they got a facial and their swollen sausage feet just got a rubdown." I feel like that's a saying, right? I should have known how awesome that day was going to be when I made a "friend" on the train there who plopped down in the seat next to me and I had the most interesting conversation I've had in a while. Well I use the word 'conversation' loosely because it was mostly him asking me the most random questions and telling me the most random things. Here are some of the things my friend had to say:

(one of the first things he said to me)
Friend: Do you know who Donald Trump is? You know, the guy on The Apprentice show and owns the hotels and stuff?
Me: Yeah.
Friend: Did you know he also owns the Miss Universe Pageant?
Me: Yes, I knew that.
Friend: He's such a pervert.
Me: (laughing)
Friend: He really is. I tell him that all the time. I should ask him for some money. He's my cousin.
(I should also mention here that this is a Hispanic man in his 50s, smells like he's been drinking since last Tuesday, sounded like he was near a heart attack, and carrying a pint of Vodka in his back pocket. Did I mention I'm on a 10am train?)

Friend: Do you think there's a law saying you have to wear a flower in your hair when you go to San Francisco?
Me: Ummmmmm.....no, I don't think so.
Friend: Well there should be.

Friend: You ever watch Three's Company?
Me: Yeah I used to watch that show all the time.
Friend: Jack is such an asshole.
Me: Alright.
Friend: What about Jeopardy? You watch that?
Me: Not really.
Friend: Well if you did you'd know what a jerk Alex is too.

Friend: (after seeing my protruding belly) Oh, you're pregnant?
Me: Yes.
Friend: You're never gonna believe this. (long pause and looks around to make sure no one else hears) I am too. So we have that in common.
Me: Oh alright. That's cool.

15 seconds later.....
Friend: Remember when I told you I was pregnant a long time ago?
Me: Yes.....
Friend: I was lying. I don't know why I told you that.

He left to go make new friends before I got off. I made eye contact with the girl across the aisle from me and we just started cracking up. She tells me "sorry, I know he didn't smell good and that probably wasn't very fun for you but that was awesome." Yes, yes it was.

I love riding the train.