As I write this, Diego is at work in our spare bedroom, turning it into a nursery. Since we don’t have a child (or children) yet, we don’t know the gender, so we’re doing it in various shades of brown, white, and beige, with bits of orange and red. I did the preliminary (rather amateur) painting pass, and hopefully when Diego adds the chair rail and the crown molding it will cover up the spots where my enthusiastic brush and roller went awry. Then, he’s creating a window seat in the bay window that opens up for storage, since what we have been told over and over again is that a nursery can’t have too much storage.
It should be done by the end of the week. Meanwhile, we’re reading our books (The Baby Book by Dr Sears; What To Expect The First Year; The Happiest Baby In The Block and The Happiest Toddler In The Block), going to meetings (Popluck Club in West Hollywood every month; online and group meetings with the Southern California Foster Family and Adoption Agency at St Anne’s), and getting earfuls of advice from everyone with or without a baby.
We are apparently at the top of the list and could get a phone call at any time. In fact, we got a phone call last week about a pair of siblings, a two-year-old and a four-year-old. We still have our heart set on a baby, so after a discussion, we decided to say no. We hope with all our hearts they’ve found another good home and family.
And I’ve begun serious work on novel #2 while I wait on word from readers of novel #1. It’s going to be a love story.
Now I have to figure out how to upload photos to show the nursery work in progress.
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you will be far better prepared than I was when my kiddie arrived!
Did I see a 'hopefully' sneak in there? To what is this world coming?
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