I am still having a hard time wrapping my brain around the fact that I am about to have a baby at 46. The past 9 months have been challenging, but I think I've needed every minute of this time to process what's happening. Today's sonogram shows a cutie pie who is still breech and looks pretty comfy in there, so I'll discuss options with the doc tomorrow about c-sections:
I thought you might like to take a peek at his room! We left the walls white and did a gray and yellow color scheme. I had a dear friend offer to paint a mural for the wall, but I thought it might be too sad for me to paint over it in a few years as his interests move to trains, superheroes, or God forbid, Pokemon.
Jack had vintage schoolhouses on his blue nursery walls, Margaret had fairies, and this little guy has elephant decals that should remove quite nicely when the time comes.
My small group bought us the adorable yellow Jenny Lind crib, and my sis bought us the bedding. Don't worry, the bumper is just for show before we start putting the baby in there to sleep. The rug is from Target.
We have so many other sleeping options to start with, I'm not sure when he'll end up in the crib, but I hope he'll eventually find it to be a haven.
Next to the crib is a rocking leather recliner lent to us by friends as a place for me to sleep when my shoulders hurt. Next to that is a bookcase from Ikea, and a stash of current magazines for any baby whisperers who are going to take a turn hanging out with Baby D between feedings while I sleep.
The lighting looks terrible, but between the two windows we have two special prayers for the baby. "Nothing but Joy" came from my friend Kate after I told her some of my fears and insecurities about having a baby at this point in life. She assured me that this phrase is what she keeps coming back to in regards to our little one.
On the other side of the room is a twin bed, with Jack's navy comforter on top. I didn't mean to bring navy into the room, but after the big blue recliner, it seemed to work okay. This twin bed is for me, or for a kind soul who wants to take the baby between feedings for me. Do I sound like a broken record?
With it we have the Rock and Play, which my (now grown-up) former students swear is a miracle worker, and a little bed for the baby so we won't roll over him if he's in bed with us.
This wall is pretty blank. I want to hang shelves there for knick knacks and artwork, but I recently got rid of ours and need to figure out some options.
This is my mom's dresser. If I try really hard, I can still smell her perfume in it. I've always loved the little marble top. It holds swaddles and blankets and such.
The room has a nice big closet, so one half is for baby clothes; the other is a changing station.
There's not enough height in here for Jack's origami bird mobile, but we'll have to find a way to have that somewhere in the room. We got the changing table for free from a yard sale site, and Tim and Margaret painted it gray. Love this soft minky changing pad cover. Jack and Margaret just had the plastic changing pad.
Next to the closet is a calendar to record significant milestones. I did this with Jack and Margaret, and it's fun to look back through and see when they first got a tooth, etc. I found that hanging it on the wall, with a pen attached, was the best way to make sure I filled it out.
Well, bye to the room for now! In less than two weeks it will have an occupant.
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