This nursery thing is totally on.
After a contact paper ordeal like you would not believe (3 stores not carrying any, Walmart not carrying any that belongs in my house, and an¬† “I’m sorry, it seems that our inventory database is down” at Target all led to me almost but not completely having a pregnancy breakdown in the kitchen storage section), I finally found the paper. The paper, you guys. Sage green, white leaf pattern, and perfect.
Naturally, this was followed by giddily filling drawers with adorably microscopic onesies, which was followed by trying 4 different ways of folding onesies, which was followed by obsessively rearranging stacks of onesies and feeling so.incredibly.happy. In order to accurately picture this, you should also know that every few seconds I stepped back, surveyed my handiwork, and released a contented sigh.
See, there it is again.
Speaking of adorable and microscopic, these are Nugget’s diapers (uhm, those don’t look like diapers, Allison). Well, they’re gDiapers to be precise, which I have hailed the glories of before,¬† here. Arranging these little bloomers in this basket complete with a perfectly patterned liner took second only to the onesie brigade of earlier in enjoyability. What I’m trying to say is: I am so pumped to change some poopies!
You may or may not know this already, but DanO and I have had Nugget’s name chosen since we were shown the “boy parts” (to quote our ultrasound tech) on the black and white screen back in February. It was a name we had loved from the beginning of the pregnancy (yes, I bought one of those books), and it never had any real competitors for the #1 boy name position. So once his, ahem, ‘proof’ was there for all to see, the name was set and the next day I went out and bought letters to spell it for the nursery wall.
Oh, and his name is not actually “Nugget”. Sorry to disappoint.
It is also not WACIO, OIWAC, or ICOWA, just to save you the anguish.
I’m not ready to disclose it just yet, but maybe you can put something together based on the clues above. Unless you already know it, in which case¬† shush. Please don’t ruin the fun.
This reminds me of that game in the back of Highlights¬Æ magazines as a kid where you tried to figure out what the object was in the macro zoomed-in picture. Enjoy!
[A legible picture of his name is forthcoming. Get excited!]