Thanks ever-so-much to coworker Josh Adlin, who came to help us assemble the bassinet on Sunday (FYI - that's Threepwood in the bassinet, not Josh). With Josh, we don't have to worry about compensation -- we just feed him and he's happy.
Threep, on the other hand, helps out for bear hugs. So far we've used him to demonstrate or figure out the car seat, the bassinet, the changing table, and the somewhat confusing (but very comfortable) Baby Bjorn infant carrier. Threep is very helpful because he's just about the size of a newborn, but fortunately without the weight of one.
We're technically in the home stretch now -- Robin's now considered "full term" and could decide to show up any day. I alternate between hoping she shows up soon and hoping that we have time to finish a few more things around the house before she does. My energy is virtually nonexistent these days, so finding the wherewithal to actually *do* the work around the house is challenging. You can see my problem.
When he's not assembling nursery furniture, Michael is keeping busy with the long-awaited Cave Project. He's pulled an amazing number of cables and old equipment out of that room, and now there's just some bookcase rearranging that needs to be completed. His plan is to have enough room for baby to sleep/bounce around in the same room while he works. Being self-employed seems to agree with him!
So we're waiting for the rocking chair (the one they shipped us turned out to have the wrong textiles) to arrive, and I've got curtains to iron/hem (Ikea) whenever I can manage to parse the instructions. We're also waiting to hear back from the nice firefighter at Station 4 who will tell us if we've managed to install our infant car seats correctly. I'm not really optimistic that I have, but I've been wrong before.
Over the next week or so, I'm working through some final training/updates with my team, attending weekly doctor appointments, and going to baby-prep classes. Effective yesterday, I'm officially on maternity leave! Now when I have to collapse in the middle of the afternoon, I don't feel guilty about it...
And that's all the news from Lake Woebegone, at least for the moment.
Kristiana Kincaid
415.990.5123
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