Steve and Maria Frey

Today marks 38 weeks of being pregnant. We can finally say that the baby’s room is done. How’s that for cutting it close? Apparently Steve shares the same characteristic as me of working better under pressure.

We were gonna do this whole “progress” thing where we’d take you through our past weeks in pictures, but really…who cares? We’ve been staring at progress for too long…on to the end results!

First, to give you a quick background on what all we did:

Guest Bathroom: (tackled solely by Steve) He scraped the popcorn off the ceiling. Primed and painted it. He painted the walls (they used to be blue and dirty). He installed new flooring (the same flooring we use throughout the downstairs). He installed a brand new toilet (Handicapped, but who cares…we’re tall…if that makes us handicapped then give me a sticker and call it a day) – oh, and it’s supposed to be one of those kinds that’s good for the environment. Less water, more poop…something like that. He also put up a new shelf above the toilet and though you can’t see it, installed another storage rack inside the shower. We’re ready for guests! (and a dirty little boy)

Baby’s Room: This was a stark white room, probably never painted, with not even mini blinds on the window. Steve handled the base coats since it was harmful paint for me to inhale. He cut and painted and put up trim all around the room. Made up some shelves (which was made a whole lot easier thanks to some IKEA brackets!), hung some blinds, and served as creative director for all the artwork. I sketched out the little animals and painted them (not fun when you’ve got a big belly in the way) – found some birch branches and wood letters and there you have it. My mom made the plant hanger in the corner for me when I was a baby and I’m thrilled to share it with our son. Just need to go buy the plant! (okay, so maybe we’re not totally done…)

The fruits:

Oh, and Ruthie loves the new room too. She is especially fond of the crib. She loves to hide under it and practice her Navy Seal techniques: sliding in and out from side to side and spying on us with barely a nose showing under the dust ruffle…at least we know Jacob will be well protected! Or at least kept company.

*Update: Here’s the belly shot some of you were asking for. 38 weeks and one day. Big and battle scarred.