A Little Guy's Room

So for the most part Ninja Baby's room is done. We're still waiting for his glider to come in but other than that, it's looking like somebody's bedroom. So I decided to take some pictures for you all.
Here's a picture from the doorway. The ceiling is painted blue with clouds.
Here's his closet. This kid already has a shit ton of clothes.....thanks in large part to Grandma. His dresser is also full. And you can also see I've been stockpiling diapers in various sizes.

The pictures over his changing table were drawn and painted by my mother for my playroom when I was little. I reframed them.

The toybox was also mine when I was little. My Grandfather made it for me and it's extra special to me as he died when I was 3.

Here's his little crib and bookshelf. Notice how full his bookshelf is? Hopefully he'll have his momma's love of reading. I don't think he'll have much of a choice.

And the turtle? It's actually a nightlight. On the top of the shell is tiny little stars that project themselves onto the ceiling when you turn it on. It's wicked awesome.

So that's it. His room. Just waiting for him.

What do you all think?

Yea, Another Random Post!

• I have finished 99% of my Thank You's from the shower. My wrist hurts.


• I spent the weekend chillin' at my mom's pool wearing my delightful maternity bathing suit. It's a paisly print halter-tarp.


• At the pool I was diligent about putting on sun screen as preggo's are more sun sensitive.


• Except that I am retarded and didn't want to get sunscreen in my hair and have a distinctive red line right at the hairline of sunburn.


• SOMEbody is getting very big. I think it has a lot to do with all the cake I've been eating.


• Our Pulmonary Function Lady is on vacation this week and I filled in for her today. I only had a few days training and have never done a test by myself before. I was completely terrified coming in this morning, but I survived. And I'm proud of myself for it.
• This season of True Blood is Awesome, but is anyone else a little weirded out that Forney is a vamp?
• I watched the trailer for the last Harry Potter movies and almost peed myself. All I could think of was who was going to watch the little guy so I can go see them!
• Here's the trailer:

Anyone want to volunteer to watch a rugrat in November?

Time Sure Flies.....

It's strange to think that one year ago today I was here:
Meeting one of my favorite authors Janet Evanovich in Chicago. So much has happened in a year's time.

No One Should Be Allowed to Drive But Me

And maybe Spiderman.

Maybe.

And you too if you promise to be nice.

Yesterday I was almost hit twice. Once while I was in the parking lot of the hospital. I was driving an appropriate parking lot speed....25mph.... and heading toward the exit when some jerk comes flying down the aisle going at least 55 and almost T bones me. Many curses later, I continue home. I'm driving in the lane farthest left when suddenly a lady in her stupid SUV crosses from the far right turn lane, across 3 lanes and cuts me off. I could have licked her rear bumper that's how close she was. Oh, and did I mention that she didn't even have her turn signal on at all? More cursing and the finger on that one. I also hate that as I'm driving in the left passing lane (aka the fast lane) there are people in front of me who are getting into the left turn lane, but first have to come to an almost complete stop. Umm....THAT'S WHAT THE TURN LANE IS FOR!!! That's why it's there. And so long. So that you can get in it and THEN slow down and completely stop if you need to. Not slam on your brakes so that everyone else in the fast lane must do so also.

If other people insist on driving like idiots on the road with me then I think that I should get a dart gun and be allowed to blow out their tires as I see fit.

It's only fair.

A Foul Temper

I am in a really foul mood today and don't really want to share that with you all.
So instead, you can go here to my mother's blog to look at some pictures of the baby shower.

I am going to make myself an angel food cake and try to snap out of this mood.

He's So Supportive

Spiderman: You peed the bed last night, but don't worry I put down a towel.

Me: Did you ever think that maybe my water broke and you just put down a towel and went back to sleep?

Spiderman: Oh.

Yep. He's ready to be a father.


I'm still not sure where the water came from because neither I nor the pillow between my knees was wet this morning.....

Big Comfy Couch

This may look like a regular couch, but it's not.

It's magic.

It is soft microfiber and comfy and for the past month I cannot sit on it for more than an hour without falling asleep. It's something about this couch. I have another, leather one that does not have this effect. It's almost like someone sprinkled it with sleeping powder or drugs or something wonderful. Today I went swimming at my mother's house. When I got home I sat on the couch to read for a little bit. Within 15 minutes I took what felt like a really long blink. It was over an hour. The magic couch struck again.

I wonder if it will work on babies?

It Might Be Easier to Just Move

My house is a total disaster. I'm still sorting though all the piles of baby junk we got at the shower this past weekend. I would have had this all done, but Sunday was also TRUE BLOOD DAY!!! I really enjoyed the premiere (especially the totally gratuitous nakedness of Eric *sigh*) I think this season is going to be an awesome one!

The shower itself was fun if a little overwhelming. I always make an attempt to talk to everyone who was there and I'm not always comfortable being the sole center of attention. There were so many wonderful gifts and my friends were very helpful with the speedy opening of them. Almost to the point that I really didn't get to see everything that I got until I was home later. At some point this week I'll show you some of my favorite things.

I've had to work the past few days and that has taken up most of my time. So that brings me to today. And the mess that is my house. My sister and friend Angela are coming over to help me organize.

It may even require a trip to Target.

New Addiction

Hi, my name is Sarah and I'm an addict.

I'm addicted to checking my baby registry online.

I check it at least every day. I can't help myself! I love to see what everyone is getting. My shower is Sunday and I can't wait to start putting all Ninja Baby's stuff in his room. After everything is all put together and set up, I'll post pics of his room. It's almost ready, but not quite.

This weekend is going to be awesome and I can't wait! My girlfriend Angela is coming up for the shower on Saturday with her little girl Tori and staying with me. Sunday is both the shower and the premiere of True Blood!!! My mother is ordering extra cupcakes for the shower so that I can take one home to eat while I'm watching. I don't know what I'm more excited about: the shower, the premiere, or the cupcakes! Did I mention that the cupcakes have buttercream frosting? Mmmmmmm....buttercream frosting.........

In other addiction news, I went to Borders yesterday after I got off work. I had a gift card left over from Christmas and wanted to look around. I spent $81!!! OMG!! I really need help. Although, two of the books were for a little guy. I hope that one thing I can pass on to Ninja Baby is my love for reading.

I'm sure gonna try.

Say Yes to Drugs!

For the past two weeks Spiderman and I have been going to our birthing classes. Up until this point, I've been very good at NOT thinking that this kid has to come out. I mean, it's not like I can DO anything about it right? So why worry right?

Well in birthing classes they focus on....that's right.....birthing. I was looking through the book that they gave us and let me just say? Nothing about the process appeals to me. Also? 10 cm is a LOT bigger than you might think. Especially when you consider what has to get that big. The first class I spent a large portion having panic attacks. This week's class was better as we went over pain management options. I'm pretty open to whatever they can do to take the edge off. Just get the baby out quickly, safely, and relatively pain free. It's not like I'm a pioneer woman giving birth on the prairie.

I'm no stranger to pain. I've suffered from migraines my entire life. If I can manage to avoid any unnecessary pain I will do it. I'm not one of those women who wants to experience "natural" anything so that I feel like more of a woman. I want drugs thankyouverymuch!

That's pretty much all I have to say for now since Somebody is kicking the crap out of me and I'm going to go lie down.

Oh, and if you get a chance go to my mom's blog and look at the new header I designed. It's simple, but cute I think.