Making Room for Baby...Literally

I was told by someone  recently {thanks Dad} that my previous post had me sounding like a bitter, cynical, preggo almost-mom-to-three-kids {who me?} and that I ought to try and lighten {not a lot of that going on lately} the mood in my subsequent posts. Or at least watch the "shit" and "ass talk"...so here's my best effort.

This week, I kicked my urge to nest's ass, er butt. We are making some serious moves at the Beach House. Check it out. Here's Rylan's new "really big girl" room. She loves her new queen-sized bed. Most mornings we find her sideways in it. Think she's still getting used the size. What could be more appropriate than stripes, polka dots and zebra? Oh, and note the video camera mounted on the wall. Yeah, we'll have that there until she graduates high school. Sorry, Ry, but you have my DNA, which means there are all sorts of shenanigans we can look forward to. In case your wondering, yes, Rylan loses all of her privacy because of the "choices" I made in high school. Sorry, girlfriend. It is what it is.

And then there's the Dude's new digs. I made the brilliant decision when I was pregnant with Sawyer to buy the twin bedding that matched his crib set. Brilliant! This way, we wouldn't have to re-do his room 2-3 yrs after he was born because we couldn't find any twin-sized cowboy bedding, make sense? Highly recommend this decision to any first-time preggo 3B430 blog readers. He loves his big boy bed and has yet to get out of it in the middle of the night or even in the morning. Think he may be scared. We're going with it. "Yes, Sawyer, it's very scary to get out of bed in the middle of the night. Don't try it." Is that bad?? No judgements thanks. My toughest {please, #3, don't make me eat my words} kid has actually made a major toddler milestone easy.  Who knew?

Here's a sneak peek of #3's home once he/she is out-of-utero. It's not complete. But I do take comfort in knowing that if I go into labor tomorrow, the kid will have a place to crash that's not in our bed/room. Eeek. No offense to moms who do a "family bed"...It's just not for me. Anywhoo, a sneak peek of "Beach-wood Forest." More pics to come once it's complete.

Voila! Originally, I didn't want to do a gender-neutral nursery. I hated the idea of a yellow nursery. I was actually going to wait, pick a bedding set for a boy and a girl and then order it from the hospital after delivery. Can you imagine what would have happened to me and my urge to nest if I had done that? Sweet Jesus. Eric would have divorced me. So we decided to go with a forest theme. Yes, it's blue {torquoise} and green. But I figure if it's a girl {which, btw, we don't think it is} we could add some birds/fairies, etc and if it's a boy we can masculine-it-up a bit with some {deep voice} manly deer and "felt-idermy"...yes, it exists. Yes, it's one of the fabulous things I discovered after spending a disgusting amount of time on Etsy.com. Did I mention I could decorate my house completely in wall decals if I wanted to? I have issues.

Sarah Palin, eat your heart out...

Amazing, right?!! Felt-idermy. Genius.

And then there's me. Making room for baby, literally. I have feet in my rib cage. This baby kicks so hard it wakes me up from my sleep. If it's a girl? She's a rock-ette. A boy? A punter {sorry, babe. I know you're not a huge fan of punters. I couldn't think of a more masculine guy who kicks. Wait! got it.} Take 2. A boy? Beckham. And I think this is where I become bitter and cynical so I'll try and honor LT's wishes. I gained 4 lbs in 2 weeks. Oh the gluttony. Seriously!? That just sounds unhealthy to me. But, Doc says I'm good to go and has yet to have the come-to-Jesus "honey, you need to slow down" conversation with me, so I digress, enjoying my Mike and Ike's {seriously, the best EVER} and satiating myself on portions large enough to feed Secretariat.

Thar she blows folks. 32 weeks. 8 weeks to go {eek!! screams of panic and terror}

Final count: 2 "shits". 1 "ass". An improvement? I think so...