Dad's turn

I figured it's about time that I comment on this whole endeavour before it's time has passed. As you may have noticed or experienced yourself, we're in the "nesting" phase.  Every weekend has been consumed with painting, organizing, cleaning, hanging, building and staining.  Here's some pictures from his room, now that's it's complete (sans baby).

Yes, his name will be Liam. Hanging the letters was Mom's task, notice how they're crooked?

Notice a theme here?

The work week usually consists of cooking, reading, and watching birthing videos. I didn't realize that this would turn into a second job, and he's not even here yet! I'm just looking forward to all the sleep and rest I can expect when he finally does arrive. A mini-vacation of sorts....Ahh, the serenity to come is the only thing keeping me from going insane. 

The main thing I've realized is that no one ever talks about how tough pregnancy is for us men.  The back pain, sleepless nights, forgetfulness, constant urge to urinate, bloating and not to mention the weight gain....man, if Jacque only knew!  

Anyway I digress. On a more serious note, I really do respect what she's going through. And, my mother will be glad to hear that I have a new found appreciation for what she went through, three times no less! Jacque's really cleaned up her act and forsaken all hard drugs for this last trimester (just seeing if you're awake!). Actually she's been eating really healthy foods and taking her vitamins every day so that he has all the nutrition a Dr can recommend in 2009. [who knows, 20 years from now they'll tell you that eating from Tupperware is the worse thing for your baby and EPA will outlaw the containers for mothers that are pregnant or may become pregnant, despite the fact that everyone did it without repercussion back in '09. See smoking and drinking circa 1970].

I'm getting really excited for his big arrival. I just can't wait to see his features. Hopefully he gets Jacque's eyes, smile, arms, legs, and feet -pretty much everything except my plumbing,  then he'll be ok. This morning I felt the most amazing thing. I was resting with my hand on mom's belly and he was fidgeting around when he suddenly turned and I could feel his heartbeat. It is amazing to think that there's another person in there. Speaking of which, I can't stop worrying about his health. Please send us some positive thoughts because all I really want is for him to be healthy. It sounded kind of funny or cliche when I've heard it from someone else, but I can really appreciate the sincerity of such a wish now that I'm in this position.

Another interesting thing has happened since I caught wind of his impending arrival; I've stopped buying senseless gadgets for myself and starting buying things for someone that hasn't even been born yet. One of the first things I got him was a truck. You know how boys love their Tonka trucks, well I could spare no expense...

That's me in front of a 400 ton haul truck -the largest such truck  in the world.

That's all for now. Hope you're doing well and thanks for checking out our blog.

Further proof that Jacque is a slave driver. Here's a steamer-trunk style bar that I'm staining and finishing for the upstairs...

  

Hurry up and get here so I can get some rest!!!!