This weekend was another busy weekend in our lives. We had the last of the "Where's the Instruction Manual?" class, which I have to say was fun and humorous. The husband learned how to change a diaper and clothe a baby doll. I have to say although he did a good job, the real test will come when we are sleep deprived and dressing a real moving target, I mean baby. We actually learned some stuff, that you don't think of and one of my friends who has a new 1st baby has been reaping some of the benefits. We also received a certificate of completion that we will be posting proudly on the fridge, so anyone who wants to offer unwarranted/unwanted advice, will be shown the certificate! Ok, so the showing of the certificate will never happen, but a girl can dream. We will be displaying it on the fridge, so late at night when I am wandering around the house thinking what the heck am I supposed to do with this fussy mussy, I will be irritated that we took the class and I don't remember a thing!
The hospital tour also really impressed the hubby. He thinks that the birthing center took some time to make it look homey and comfortable. I, on the other hand, was freaked out the normal looking bed comes apart so that the stirrups and/or footpads can be exposed. It is nice that all the resuscitation equipment is hidden behind 'nice' wooden cabinets and pictures. I mean, I guess the room doesn't look 'hospital-y' but I mean really, I KNOW where that stuff is now, should I really? I sometimes think ignorance would be better, in the long run I know it is not, but still.
Not too mention Saturday when we replaced 3 more lights. The foyer light came with 6- 100W bulbs replacing the 3-15W bulbs that the people who lived there before had. I think that when we have that light on, we will not have to use any other lights in the entire house. We will be replacing those bulbs with some lower watt bulbs. The hallway light, went up much easier than expected and fortunately the hubby did not fall, that would have sucked, he was pretty high off the ground and his 8 month pregnant wife probably could do nothing to help him if he fell, besides calling 911. Which I guess probably is the most important thing. So now all we have left to replace is the fake marble fan in the dining room and the tacky kitchen light, then we will have a house that is more 'presentable', or at least not so embarrassing.
We also went down to VA to a friend's daughter's First Communion. It was a nice little ceremony and so cute. All the little girls dressed up like little brides, so sweet. We then went back to the house and enjoyed some good food and conversation. Unfortunately, the good food was mostly junk food and that made me ill, later of course. I was in a foul mood for the rest of the day/evening, but only to the hubby. The poor guy, he can't get a break, when I don't feel good stomach wise, it makes me cranky! I think he interprets it as mad at the world, but with the baby in my belly when I don't feel so good, I just don't have the energy to fake happiness. In my anger, I assembled the pack-n-play (with some help from the hubby). Man that is going to be nice to use as a bassinet, I didn't realize it had a feature that allows for vibration of the bassinet. It won't fit through the door, but the hubby and I had a good time taking it apart and putting it together. Maybe we should do a race to see who can do that the fastest! Baby gear, while overwhelming with the amount of crap you "should" get, is fun for adults too!