We've got furniture!

The baby's furniture is in...it just has to be driven from NC to GA, so it will still be a little while before we have it and can set it up in his room. Which is good, cause the room still isn't ready, but Hubby is working like a fiend to get a portion of the basement ready, so I can move my office and we can start the nursery. Apparently we love the stress of it all and don't most people work better when they have deadlines breathing down their necks?

So the nursery theme and colors have been just about decided on, oh, who am I kidding, they've been decided on, even if I purposely only got small paint samples. Anywho, after going back and forth between wainscoting, chair rails and the like I decided on doing a border. I love bears and thought I could incorporate that into a little boy's room only to find that none of the borders I found really spoke to me, so then I went looking for our failsafe...airplanes. And we found several cute ones and among the bunch we found one that spoke to us. I did a daring thing and ordered it strictly by the photo online because the price was just really good. So here is the border that will go around the center or possibly a bit lower of the nursery:


We are pairing that with a khaki wall above the border and a navy wall below, add furniture and voila, the nursery is done. I am anxious to see the final product and will surely post before, during and after pictures.

Oh! I also found the cutest finials for the curtain in the nursery:
These just scream little boy and Daddy's little buddy, don't they?

And thanks to some wonderful friends, I was able to purchase this pack and play for our bedroom:


I know the first month is going to be hard and everyone has said I will want the baby as close to me as possible, so I figured this was a good buy. I opted against a bassinet only because they outgrow them so fast. I can use this pack&play as his bassinet while he is newborn and he can use it beyond. I think I had orginally registered for some fancy-schmancy one at BabiesRUs, but realized we didn't need bells and whistles. Sadly the dog's bed was moved to put this in our bedroom beside me. I was worried Prince would retaliate, but he didn't. We moved his dogbed and he went to where it was (still in our bedroom) and crawled in! We are lucky to have such an accommodating dog.

That's all I got for now...21 days and counting!

Psychic dog?

I love our dog, I really do. He is treated like part of the family and is by my side as much as he can be when I am home. If I move from the office to the master bedroom, which is maybe a total of 20 steps, he will get up and move too. He's a pretty low key dog, doesn't really play or chase balls. He does like chasing cats and squirrels, but only if they are in our yard. He doesn't like the rain or getting his paws wet. He sleeps in the room with us, enjoys scraps from the table and several walks a day. He's kept up to date with yearly vet visits and heartworm preventative, as well as flea/tick preventative. He's spoiled rotten and I love him to death. I can't imagine my life without him. Until the following happens.

He's been baby training me for the last week. I'm a light sleeper and don't enjoy it one bit! I remember when I use to sleep deep and anywhere. Now, not so much. I can fall asleep with the TV on, but after a bit the noise annoys me and it must go off. The whir of the fan can keep me up for hours as I listen to it make it's humming noise. Once we stayed at a hotel and the light above the bed somehow vibrated from who knows what and I heard it all night, getting a absolutely craptastic nights sleep.

So imagine my horror this week, when Prince decided to stay up most of the night walking around, scratching, coming to my side of the bed and looking at my face and then going to Hubby's side and looking at his face. When you finally pay him attention and wake up, you realize the lights have been out for maybe 2 hours. So up one of us will get to take him out front to pee. Because he refuses to use his dog door at night...we think he finds the backyard creepy. He does his business and comes in only to start the noise all over again, two hours later. This is when I spout off sleepy language that is not fit to print. When I wonder why I own a dog in the first place. Why we have a dog door when he won't use it at night.

And then I realize it's his way of saying "I know there's a bun in there and I'm preparing you for that. You won't thank me now. But you will thank me later."

Happy Friday!