Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

Formerly the office...soon to be the nursery...still needs a lot of work

Over the past few weeks, there has been lots of decision making in the Reese house.  We have decided firmly on the name, Margaret Lynn Reese, but are still struggling to decide exactly what we will call her (and Princess, Monkey, Booger, or anything of that variety will not suffice).  And, despite my dad's wishes, the baby cannot be called Allenette (or any other variation of Allen). 

We have actually ordered a crib, some bedding, and registered for some items - all of which required way too many decisions.  If we're not careful, Baby Margaret could be sleeping in the finest piece of furniture in the house.  We have cleaned out the "office" and it is now officially ready to become Baby Reese's room (I put a picture below of the empty room - let your imaginations run wild with all the possibilities).  I'm still working on convincing Brent to paint the room, and I think I have almost succeeded.  (He knows it's a slippery slope with a pregnant lady.)  It probably will just be a lighter color than it is now, but we'll see.  Hopefully by our next post, we will have some real furniture in the room and it will start looking more like a nursery.

I go back to the doctor January 24th for a glucose screening (I think this is where they test for gestational diabetes), and I will have another ultrasound at my 28 week appointment in February.  Please continue to keep your fingers crossed and say a little prayer that Baby Margaret will be healthy (and well-behaved)!

One more thing...Brent continues to have late night cravings for sausage and bacon (turkey bacon is the best he is can get around here).  In the house at the moment, we have double-stuffed Oreos, lemon bars, and cookies galore - all of which are being consumed by only one person.  He's constantly hungry and always craving something sweet to eat.  I'm sure he'll be glad when all of these cravings stop. 

Goodbye favorite jeans...hello maternity clothes!

A picture of my Mom and Dad - my Mom was pregnant with me at the time.