The first trip home we ended up driving a rental car back to Chicago because Brett got in an accident on the infamous Bluemound Road.....oppps. He was driving to get an oil change, got in a fender bender, and still proceeded to get the oil changed. It doesn't make much sense to me why he didn't just get the oil changed when he brought the car in to get fixed??? But then again, lots of things he does don't make sense. Needless to say, we finally got the car back a few days ago and the oil light is on again, looks like Brett has a job for the weekend :)
One of our final preparation steps was to attend a baby basics class which was geared towards the "not so experienced parent", and proved to be very helpful. The most useful lesson was learning all the weird/freaky things and sounds this little baby will do and make over the first few weeks, but are normal.........so that saved about ten phone calls to the pediatrician.
Aside from attending class and baby showers, we have managed to complete her nursery and wash all her clothes, sheets, towels, etc. We are even prepared with her "coming home outfit" and a pair of booties to keep her toes warm.
Her little sheepskin booties, cannot wait to put these on her tiny feet!
When you walk into the nursery (the white, black and grey elephants above the crib are her mobile, not part of the wall.........bad camera angle)
Her crib with her sleep sheet
The view with the changing table. The pictures on the wall are from a children's book written by Bob Dylan based on his song 'Forever Young'.....mine and Brett's favorite song.
The other side of her room with a bookcase and wardrobe closet.
I always thought during the last month of pregnancy that we (especially me) would be totally freaked out and nervous. For some strange reason though, we are both extremely calm. I like to refer to it as my "zen bubble"and the bubble is the best place to be! We are going to take the next few weeks and watch all the bad TV we can, sleep lots and go out to nice dinners.... all things we imagine we'll miss when the little one arrives.
