First Month of Stay-At-Home-Mommying!

Hey y'all!

So obviously I've been lurking around here somewhere, sometime since the blog got a facelift. I rather like it (looking at it for the first time since the minute I spent putting it together like three months ago) -- what do y'all think?

Quick update: I am no longer working my part-time receptionist job. God has been good to provide for us (always) and as a result I am able to stay at home full time as a mommy. October 1st was my first day in this new venture (there have since been many tears of both joy and sorrow); hubby was intending for October (my last full month of current pregnancy) to be a month of rest and bonding with our oldest who is not yet 1.

Ha. Ha.

Though I have been trying to put my feet up as the "Dr" ordered (scout's honor), there have been plenty of projects needing completion before Little Man's arrival in November.

One such project was his nursery, which we had hardly even started brainstorming on. Oops.

But a couple of weekends ago we rolled up our sleeves and went to work on this important room in our house, before Hubby's schedule got super bogged down at work (he's the general manager at a brand new, just-opened-last-weekend full service shop for a major corporation of truck stops. woo!) (this has been nine months in the making, folks. just like this baby.)

Before said weekend of effort:

Have fun sleeping on that mess, Little Man.

Big Sister helping to hang the curtains.

After most of the work:

We got the tractor theme from my mom (can I get a "oh heck yeah" for free Pottery Barn?)
Hand-me-downs from Mason's uncle Micah -- who I will mention is only 8 years old. But I'm freakin
IN LOVE.

Mommy's little "helper" (more like she was being temporarily contained for her lack of professionalism in this setting up of Brother's nursery). (She figured out the sun on his mobile squeaks.)

Obviously there's a few finishing touches left to make. For example, there is obviously no need for three lamps in one kid's nursery. I'm just not settled on doubling the chest as a side table yet. I found a distressed (ok, more like scuffed up and battered) side table at my favorite flea market that will match perfectly. But even though it is only $10, I showed a picture to Hubby and he says it's more in distress and laughs at my choice. 

If he wants to see "in distress", he can just keep making fun of my bargain finds...