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The great husband…. September 8, 2008

Filed under: Personal — Paula G, Professor Pocket and My Pregnancy @ 5:27 pm
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So, if I haven’t mentioned it, I will do so now, I have the greatest husband in the world. He has completely entered the “nesting” phase and spent the weekend cleaning, organizing and planning for our little one. While I was at yoga, he took on the task of putting together the crib. He did this in our living room thinking he’d just slide it into the baby’s room no problem. Unfortunately, our doorways are about an inch smaller than the width of the crib, so the poor guy spent Sunday taking the crib apart and putting it back together actually in the baby’s room!

By the way, while he did this, I was shopping for maternity clothes with my mom. I have tried to avoid investing a lot of money on maternity clothes and just creatively using my current wardrobe to get by. However, as I enter month 7 of this journey, I’ve had to face the reality that I can no longer pull off the old closet and I have invested in some maternity things. Although I still feel pretty good, I am getting big! My feet have grown, my energy is not what it used to be, and I am starting to understand why everyone keeps saying the last three months are the toughest.

We are also taking on the task of refinishing our garage. We’ve spent the summer sifting through the junk, having garage sales and packing off the rest of the old furniture etc to the Salvation Army. Now it’s time to get the garage ready to be a useful storage space instead of a dumping ground. Joe is calling it HIS room, since his drum set and toys must be moved out of the baby’s room. He’ll get the garage nice and neat to store all his surf boards, drums etc. Three months to go, but I think we’ll be ready…well as ready as you can be!

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To find out…or not to find out? August 1, 2008

Filed under: Personal — Paula G, Professor Pocket and My Pregnancy @ 6:36 pm
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 It’s interesting when I tell people that my husband Joe and I have decided not to find out the sex of our first baby. I get a few reactions, but mostly “Why? How can you do that? Aren’t you dying to know? Don’t you want to be able to buy the right color clothes and set up the nursery?”  Yes, it would be convenient to know, but honestly, I find it so much more exciting to not know. We aren’t the type of parents that would drown a nursery in either blue or pink anyways, so really what does it matter. Since I was little the idea of having the moment when the baby comes out and the doctor says “It’s a ?????” is so exciting to me. I want to experience that, at least with my first. Plus, really what do you need a nursery for the first few months anyway, doesn’t the baby sleep in a bassinet in your room to make midnight breastfeeding a little less difficult? To all of you who found out, great for you! But don’t tell me my not finding out is somehow making it more difficult for you to buy me baby clothes. We are accepting gift cards 😉