When people find out that we’re going to be having a baby soon, they invariably ask one of several questions. I get asked these questions with such regularity that I have often wondered if there’s someone standing just out of my peripheral vision wearing a sandwich board reading;
Choose one:
Are you excited?
Have you decorated the nursery?
Have you selected a name?
Do you know what the sex is?
Your life as you know it is over.
Okay, that last one isn’t really a question. It’s just a little encouraging pick me up that every one of my friends has elected to mention. I can only presume that most of them would also elect to point out the silver lining to being homeless is that you don’t have to worry about the housing crisis.
We’ve steadily been working through the list of questions. Either completing the task the question suggests, or making up an answer, we’ve managed to cover most of the standard inquiries. I’m happy to add Decorating the Nursery to that list of completed tasks.
We started with a collection of boxes from IKEA that would be transformed into furniture as if by magic. When I say “magic” I, of course, mean two full days of sweat and swear words.
Here are some before shots of a room that was too crowded to add any more furniture too.
We removed the bed and shifted a few things around. Then I spent two days cursing and sweating, none of which could have been accomplished without the attentive assistance of these two.
VOILA! Nursery!
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Oh, just wait until about a week before the due date (is it already that time? I forget), you will have to shut off your phone to keep the obnoxious phone calls at bay since for whatever reason people just assume you probably had the baby and forgot to tell anyone.