Finished Room

I realized I never posted pictures of the finished room. Is a room ever really finished? I constantly feel like I am tweaking his room. Right now it is flooded with wonderful gifts I'm still trying to organize. For now though, this is just about as done as it is going to get. I can't wait until he gets a full night of sleep in here! I hope he doesn't wake up with nightmares...thinking those big guys are going to get him.

Under Construction (phase four)

I really wanted goal posts on opposite walls to somewhat resemble a mini football field. I got the idea in my head while in Vegas on vacation and I couldn't get it out! I hadn't ever painted anything like that before. I finished the goal posts but needed some help with the outlining. I was just too nervous to do it myself. I recruited my ever steady handed and mildly OCD friend Amy to help me out. She just doesn't rest until a project is perfect. She is amazingly patient and always so helpful. I'm not sure what I would do without her help!





A little bonus was the fact that she brought her son with her. He is 15 months old. He has amazing language skills. He is learning to say a few words. However, he can already sign things like, "help", "drink", "more", and "thank you" (among many other things). When he first went into the room he said nothing but "ballballballballballballballballballball" while pointing all around the room. It was too cute. It was just the reaction I was looking for! He was such a good boy while his mama worked.

TOUCHDOWN! The goal posts are completed and we are another step closer to being finished.

My Big Fat Fathead Meltdown

In case you haven't heard of a fathead, you can check them out here... http://www.fathead.com/ . They are basically oversized stickers of sports figures that you hang on your walls. They are things that all dads wish they had when they were kids. They are things that now adorn our baby's room walls. We have two fatheads in the baby's room. The picture below is of Priest Holmes. The first fathead we had of Priest landed in a crumpled mess after putting it up. We had to send it back to the company and get a replacement. Much to my dismay, when we put up the second Priest fathead, it peeled right off the wall too. I had a total and complete meltdown. (Have I mentioned I'm more emotional since becoming pregnant.) Matt was so patient as I raced around the house trying to make it stick with gum, glue, scotch tape, or anything else I could get my hands on. I tried to leave the house at midnight in my jammies to get something stronger to make it stick. Matt had a brilliant idea (which I still haven't given him enough credit for). He suggested we use painter's tape (which wouldn't harm the fathead or the wall) until we could figure out how to better make it stick. Unless you really look closely, you can hardly see the blue tape.




I guess it is a little obvious. I called the company and complained. They offered to ship another Priest which would probably peel right off the wall. I finally decided to get wallpaper glue and make this one work. Putting the baby's room together has been so much more eventful due to little mishaps like this. Thank heaven for patient husbands!

Under Construction (phase three)

My very awesome and patient sister came over to help me hang the border. Neither of us had ever put up a border before but she felt pretty confident we could accomplish the task. I was a little nervous because it seems like things never go quite as planned when I start these types of projects.

Exhibit one of how things don't go as planned can be viewed in the photo below. We finally worked our way around the room to discover that our pattern didn't quite piece together correctly. After some laughter, tears (mine), brainstorming (hey maybe we can hang a clock there) we patched it together and made it work pretty well.

Sis assured me again and again that you can hardly see the flaw. Well, you don't notice unless someone stands below it and points it out. I think she is actually pointing proudly at the entire border and our handy work. I choose to believe that. Anyway, the border is up and phase three is complete. Thanks Ang for being so patient and fun. The day was a success!

Under Construction (phase two)

Now, I know what you are thinking. You are wondering if a coat of paint is worth an entire post and an entire phase. Well, if you knew how badly my back hurt after this phase, you would agree it deserves an entire post. The room is now very boy blue. It looks kinda smurf blue in the picture but when you see it in real life it is much more dusty than smurfy. Thank goodness it didn't turn out North Carolina blue or Matt would have never stepped foot inside!

Under Construction (phase one)

There is nothing like a blank slate to scare you to death and make you feel like the project will never be finished.