Saturday, August 29, 2009

Big Boy Room

I have completely fallen off the blogger wagon. This is partly because we're running around like headless chickens getting our house ready for Baby Mia's arrival in six weeks. It's also partly because I'm running around chasing our two-year-old while also preparing for the arrival of Baby Mia. And partly because we've been working on our magazine's fun new Web site (check it out here) and putting out our summer issue (here), while chasing our two-year-old and preparing for the arrival of Baby Mia...all completely headless, mind you.

The irony is that our life is CHOCK FULL of awesome blog material these days! From creating Bug's Big Boy Room to working on decorating the nursery to getting hardwood floors and searching high and low for area rugs--my nesting craziness has been blogger's wonderland. But alas, the life of a pregnant nester leaves little time for recording or reveling in the results. I can't tell you how many blog posts I've written in my head (when it's attached) in the shower only to have them swirl down the drain with the suds.

Here's a little peek at our nest these days. Let's start with the big boy room, shall we?

Here's Hunk with a little helper, putting up the moldings in Bug's room. Bug is obsessed with any power tool that could potentially inflict a mortal wound.

Moldings going up:

And the finished room:
Bug approved!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

A Bizarre Baby Dream

Had a weird dream about baby Mia this week. Put on your Freud goggles and help me analyze this one:

I looked down at my huge stomach (okay, so that's easy to analyze; it is huge in real life), and I realized I could see Mia through my skin. My skin was all stretched out around her, and her little feet and little hands were poking through; I could see them clear as day.

So, I said, "Hunk! Get the camera; this has to be a miracle! I can see her!" (but in my dream I called Hunk by his real name. That would be weird if I called him Hunk in my dreams). And he grabs the camera, but he really just grabs a camera phone, and I'm mad because I know the quality isn't going to be good, and this is-after all-a Guinness Book moment here. But, anyway, he's snapping away, and then I realize I can see her face, too. Her features, her eyes. She is so cute. And I momentarily worry that the flash from his camera phone (not sure why his camera phone had one, but it did) might blind her.

But then I look at her face and she's smiling at me. And then she reaches her little arms out to me. And I sit there and hold her, even though she is still under my skin. I know, that sounds so gross, but in my dream it was just really sweet.

Okay, so that's it. I'm going to sit up from the couch now and leave you to interpret that one.