...and pretty damn talented.
If it wasn't for the fact that I have been carrying this child for nine months, battling with pelvic pain, heartburn, allergies, weight gain, exhaustion, abnormal sleeping positions, and now, 'kankles,' I'd feel more guilty. I pulled my share in the creation of our kitchen, traveling with Beau to Hampton to spend hours upon hours sanding every inch of our hickory cabinetry; however, when it came time to build a set of baby furniture, I had the easy part. My part involved clipping and snipping random pictures of cribs and changing tables, asking Beau to reinvent a combination of three to five different pictures in order to created what I envisioned as the perfect product. What started with a couple Pottery Barn catalogs, some sticky note diagrams, and a lot of imagination, turned into a set of furniture that will serve as history pieces in our family for generations.
Thank you, husband, for your patience, your hard work, and your desire to build something really special for our baby. Thank you for creating Excel files to help me 'visualize,' for following me to Peek a Boo Baby to survey their cribs, and for wanting everything just right. Baby J will look so sweet sleeping in his new bed.
Thank you, Grandpa Ray, for helping us both bring our vision to life. Thank you for the hours you spent configuring and reconfiguring, for your constant, we-can-do-thats and no-problems, and for not killing my bedskirt during 'surgery.' Thank you for building me a dresser big enough for lots of shopping trips and a tornado shelter that will keep us safe in any storm.
Assembly Day: August 15, 2010...approximately seven weeks from D-Day!
Again... a little nervous...