I do believe the weekend beat me 20 kinds of black and blue and now Monday is here to laugh in my face. On Saturday my baby boy turned THREE years old and I want to claw my eyes out just thinking about that. No more growing, kid. Also, no more birthday parties when I am 36 weeks pregnant and it’s 800 degrees outside.
But he was pretty excited about the mountain of presents he got, so we’ll call this one worth it.
The rest of the weekend we spent cleaning closets and preparing for the arrival of Number Two, who is growing so fast I frequently have to haul myself out of bed at 5am to eat more. Ugh.
Meanwhile, the house is shaping up (mostly). The front room is in danger of looking pretty good, so no pictures until I get a couple of finishing touches in there. I’ll try to take a survey of some other rooms todayish.
The baby nursery may be an utter failure, though. Not enough wallpaper, not sure about upholstery, custom blinds are stupid expensive… too whipped to fully discuss right now.
Ike is back at summer camp today. Off to make the most of my remaining three hours of freedom!
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3!!! That means I’ve been reading your blog for three years. Wow time flies.
Glad to hear some things are coming together. I wouldn’t worry too much about the nursery. Little guy wont know it’s not quite right for awhile.
ps- I painted my bedroom this weekend. yippee!
He is so cute!! Looks like a future heart breaker.
Can’t wait to see more pics of the front room, and as far as the nursery is concerned I know some people say that you’re not supposed to finish the nursery before the baby’s born anyway. So, you’re still on track!
Oh, the cuteness is just too much! Happy Birthday, Ike!!!! Gosh Erin, I remember those days! It goes so ridiculously fast. I was 39 weeks pregnant when we celebrated the 2nd birthday of our 1st born. He will be 13 this year. Unreal.
Happy Birthday to Number One Son! I bet he can pretty much vouch for the fact that baby #2 couldn’t care less about the wallpaper and/or upholstery in his room.
Aw your wee fella is a cutey.
I think you should keep him!!
Fret not about your nursery, it’ll just be a work in progress for a bit. And, I can’t imagine trying to take pictures at 36 weeks pregnant. The positions I have to get in to get good room shots, and the tiny spots I have to squeeze? I couldn’t do it if I had a small person growing inside of me. Thinking of you, and wishing you a lovely last few weeks of having only one child (in mere moments you’ll have children, as in plural). xoxo
Erin, I just read your last couple of posts and laughed through them all. I winced, however, at the news of the marble table!
. Wishing you well, xo jane
Whoa, three! I can’t believe I’ve been reading your site for over 3 years then.
he’s THREE!? and you are having another so soon? I mean, I knew you were preggo, but where does the time go? Who am I talking to – you know all that. anyhoo. he is adorable. that is really all I needed to say.
p.s. I deleted The Claw a while back, I’m blogging as posttaste now… xo, sherri