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Getting Ready

With all the other things that will be happening in these last weeks before our baby is due to arrive, I felt the need to ready the "nursery". The nursery is really a corner of our bedroom, but everything fits in just so. Waking up and seeing that little corner makes my heart happy.


I did not want to spend a lot of money on bedding, but I accidentally left some batteries in a crib attachment that plays music and ruined our old set while it was stored in the attic. There were deep orange stains all over it and they would not wash out. I found the bumper on ebay for less than $20 and the quilt was a Target purchase that happened to be the exact amount of a gift card given to us by Tony's fellow bandsmen. I think my mom and I will make a bedskirt to hide the diapers underneath.



Speaking of diapers, here they are, washed, folded, and ready to go! I did not use cloth diapers until our 4th baby, but I love using cloth. We tried out MANY different styles of diapers, but in the end, Motherease won out. They are easy to use (meaning my husband will change a diaper every now and then) and I rarely have a leak, even at night. Cloth diapers are hard to use while travelling, but I discovered a great product called g-diapers. The disposable liners are biodegradable, so I don't feel guilty using them. Plus, they are cute.



I repurposed an old shoe rack that had previously been repurposed as a laundry room shelf until the recent addition of cabinets in the laundry room. Now it holds receiving blankets, nursing shawls, burp cloths and other baby supplies. The baby clothes fit into 2 drawers in Tony's dresser that had been holding scrapbooking supplies. The supplies were moved to the attic, because I don't really anticipate having much time to be crafty in the near future.



Here's the "nursery". I like how it turned out. I can't wait to sit in my cozy rocker and nurse that sweet baby.


This is me at 33 weeks and 5 days.

Each morning, I look at my belly and wonder how my skin can possibly stretch any more. Yet I know that I will definitely be lots rounder before she makes her debut. Thankfully, I still feel really good overall. The doctor did tell me that my platelet count is low and they will monitor it until I deliver. Other than that, all is well.


Oh, yes, I almost forgot. I keep meaning to post a picture of the blanket I am knitting. I love the pattern and the yarn and how soft it is. My only fear is that it will not be finished in time.


Comments

  1. Wow! You look great! That blanket you are knitting and your crib set are so beautiful. And, I'm jealous of how organized you are. My baby things weren't nearly so put together when I was that far along with my daughter. I pray all goes smoothly and peacefully until that little girl is lying happily in your arms!

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  2. You look so good! I'm just a couple days behind you... and I haven't gotten anything ready yet! I have a baby shower coming up so I'm sure I'll get busy after that! I love your little nursery corner!

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  3. Beautiful shot of you. So glad to see how you are looking at this stage and that your nursery corner is completely organized! Sweet moments ahead for you and your family. blessings.

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  4. Aw! So pretty! I LOVE your belly! You are a super cute pregnant lady! I never looked that well at 33 weeks! How fun w/ all that pink stuff too, I just found out that #3 is another boy! That makes 3 boys for me.

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