All the little things (seriously)...

Team Taylor Countdown:  43 days until due date

Family,

And a good evening to you all from the Queen City.  So here I am for round two, feeling much more confident and energized about the blog.  I shared the first draft with Jenny last night, and the look in her eyes affirmed for me the need to commit this precious time to the ether.  And so, let's get amongst it!

Today's mood is one of peace and tranquility, as I stare at the unassembled jumperoo in front of me and the remaining articles of baby clothing yet to be washed.  We managed 3 loads on Sunday, at which point the most recent (but certainly not the first or last!) lesson for new parents occurred to me - baby clothes are IMPOSSIBLE to fold.  I mean seriously, we are only talking about 6 millimeters of fabric on these onesies, sleep sacks, beanies, and booties, and there's no good way to wrap them up nicely (I'm sure Jenny would disagree, but since I can't even fold my own boxers, shirts, and pants, I reckon I'm just a lost cause).  I mean, if you try and tuck the booties together, the virtually disappear.  It's as if David Copperfield has his own line of clothing at Carter's or something.  That being said, we now have a drawer full of clothes, all washed in hypo-allergenic, dye and irritant free detergent (thanks to Rice for ensuring our wee one did NOT break out in hives at the first changing).

Note the stylish IKEA dresser - which has about 4 basquillion
nuts, bolts, pins, nails, and screws.  And no - we did NOT
bolt it into the wall - but we will load down the bottom...
juuuuuuuuuust to be safe. 

Which brings me to the next big question (truly an epic decision) - what will be Baby T's hospital departure outfit?  Right now it's a death match between a UNC onesie and two Baby Vol onesies, with the "Lake Kid" being just off the podium (sorry Wild Wallaby and Pool shark, but I guarantee it will get plenty of wear!)

Not a whole lot to report today (as I expect will be the case many days), but I do expect to cut through some thank you notes and a bit more tidying up tonight.  Soon enough I will tackle my next task - the packing of the hospital bag.  Underwear will be a nice to have - my focus is on ensuring I have enough reading material.  Yes, yes, I know - the delusions and naiveté of new parents (credit to K-L for that quote). :-)

6 weeks to go when we wake up tomorrow - holy moly!!!!

Love,

Sam and Jenny