The curse of decorating

So, if you have not already been made aware, my house is CRAZY small. Curse of "in-town" living. And yes, I consider my house in-town because a) I am TOTALLY inside 285 and b) it take me all of 10 minutes to get downtown...so there.

Anyway, regardless, my house is small. Very, VERY small. After spending a few days at Mansion Madden I am more than a little nervous about the redecorating that will have to start on my house soon to make way for Baby Ferguson Part 2.

The reason I insist on starting soon is because I recall that during my pregnancy with Owen the thought of doing anything other than sitting on the couch watching tv during my third trimester was crazy. PLUS, I am starting to feel really bad about not spending as much time as possible with Owen so I know that while Baby 2 is cooking I want to spend most of my weekends, nights, etc. focusing my attention on him.

With that said, I have 3 rooms that I have to move around to make room. The babies will share a room. I was a little hesitant about this because I am married and I hate sharing a room but I did some research and talked to a few people who said that their children share rooms and are very close because of it. I think if I move Owen into his new room with at least a few months to get used it it the transition will not be as bad for him...right?!?!?!

So, I am already beginning to make my decorating scrapbook to present to my mother soon so that she can have an idea of what I want to therefore, help me (aka do it for me). If you do not already know, my mother is a decorating fool and can give Martha Stewart a run for her money.

Criteria for the Ferguson Nursery
1. The grey walls will stay. I hate painting. I think its the devil and I just will not do it. The grey walls are a perfect starting point for a neutral room.

2. The red curtains will stay...maybe. I have not decided so Jane will have to help with that.

3. NO THEMES!!!!!! Not that I hate themes. I LOVE a theme party. However, I change my mind hourly so I know I will end up hating it the day after mom and I do all the work to make it cute.

4. I am CONVINCED I am having a girl. Now, I do not know for sure (I find out July 15th at 1 pm) but my mothers intuition says girl. I may be surprised and a boy will be equally as loved and welcomed. In fact, a boy would be easier because I have all the stuff, but I think its a girl. So...I want to make sure that Owen's side is boy enough and that the girl side is girl enough...AND, if it is a girl, Pink has to go somewhere. This is Jill we are working with. However, I do not want two separate sides. They need to be uniform so that room will be cute.

So, if you have any ideas, pictures, etc. please send them to me. I found an adorable website (see bottom of blog page) that I have been going to a lot for inspiration. I found this picture and think it may be my jumping off point. We shall see. In the meantime, I need to start saving my money.

Pregnancy makes me crazy sad

I am not much of a crier...well, only when I am really mad which ticks me off because it never helps my argument.
Anyway....

So this pregnancy is clearly very different from the one with Owen. I cry at everything. The other day, Owen was moved up to a new room at daycare and I cried twice the day he finally moved up for good. Once in the morning when he was playing alone and I saw him as I was leaving and once that afternoon when I picked him up and he was playing alone outside. I know that kids his age have no clue what friends are but I was so sad. He is the most adorable, lovable angel, everyone should want to be his friend.

Today, I have hit rock bottom. I just finished a crying session in my office after looking at Waffles the cat and his swollen paw because he was stung by a bee. You can see this adorable but sad pic at www.cuteoverload.com, which is one of my favorite websites to go to because it had cute pictures of cats that make me laugh.

Waffles (great name by the way) Get well soon.

This is going to be a long 5 months.