Nesting, Part 1

Last night, after a looong day of driving back from Rhode Island and spending 2 dazed hours wandering around the Stoughton, MA Ikea, Nick and I returned home to spend another 2 hours assembling our Ikea purchase. Nick said he felt like we were in one of those movie montages where the happy couple gets the baby's room ready. It was sort of like that, except I spilled Nick's beer all over the new baby shelf-thingy we bought. The baby's not even born, and I'm already making her nursery smell like a frat-house! What kind of mother will I be?!?! Once I cleaned up the spill sage-scented cleaning fluid, the final result was heart-breakingly sweet. Only 7 weeks to go!

Nick reading the Ikea instructions. Note the precariously placed beer bottle, next to the big plywood board that was resting against the bag of baby clothes I was organizing into the Ikea bins.
Two hours later, the proud papa shows off his work.


The final result! We're going back to Ikea in a few weeks for their Gulliver crib. The changing table is in the bathroom--photo to come.

Seeing the space that will soon be where our baby lives and grows up made us both feel a little awestruck. As if seeing her baby knees and elbows transform my stomach into a bulging mass of flesh wasn't enough of a reality check, seeing an actual space that will soon be occupied by our little soon-to-be-person gave us a better sense of how our home will no longer be just ours, but will a place for our whole family, baby, pets, and all.