Babies R Us, Belt Sanders, and Sudafed

Ok, first off, I just had a little freak-out moment. I'm 30 weeks along today! That's right, folks, only 10 more weeks until our little man arrives! WOW. Something about being in the 20-something week range makes it easier to imagine that you've still got lots of time... but crashing into the third trimester is a bit of a reality check! We're excited as all get-out, but just a little nervous that we won't have absolutely EVERYTHING in place. (ok, this little paranoia is a little more mine than Travis'. He thinks we'll be just fine.)

First off, no picture this week. I'm sick as a dog (the first time I've had so much as a sniffle this entire 30 weeks!), and trying desperately to avoid any meds. My doctor says it's fine, but I'm just super-careful. (Which is funny if you know pre-preggo me, who will indulge in a small PILE of medications in order to avoid getting crusty-nose or feeling any sort of pain in my head) So, pictures next week, k? I don't really want my non-medicated super-cold to be memorexed... ;)
Here's one from Jan. 17 - at about 27 1/2 weeks:

And one from shopping with Becca (who's about 24 weeks along in this picture!) and Hollie (Jordin's mommy!) - friends of mine from WAAAY back... :)


But, we did start putting together the nursery! We painted the walls an adorable shade of green that I lovingly compare to the H&R Block square - bright but calming at the same time. I love it. We're in the middle of painting some shelves white (which led to Travis' unsuccessful battle against my grandfather's 50 pound steel belt sander... I don't think his toe will ever truly be the same again), and we've put together the furniture! I can claim good taste, as I picked it out (and it is, truly, the most adorable and wonderful baby furniture in existance), but it was a gift from my parents. (THANKS mom and dad!)
Here are the pics so far, sans white shelves:




I'm happy to report that Travis also survived registering at Babies R Us - a feat not every man can stomach. He got some looks from preggo ladies shopping with their moms ("What the hell is tummy time?????"), and we both had a small panic attack when we got to the seizure-inducing toy aisle ("What do we do?" "I don't know, they all look the same" "How do we pick?" "I don't know - I think I'm going blind!" "Ok, scan the first two you see and RUN!"), but overall it wasn't too bad. One thing I will always be with my husband is ENTERTAINED. :)

Oh, and fruit-wise this week, he's the weight of a cabbage - 3 pounds!