The nursery

The new cot and ever evolving mural and
new lamp shade.

This weekend we thought we'd try and make some advancements on the nursery as it was feeling quite far from completion.  Unfortunately we weren't very happy with the cot that we had as it was quite dirty and hard to clean.  Also with our shallow hats on, we thought it was a bit plain.  We found a second hand cot nearby that was in need of a bit of clean (but is painted, and so a bit easier) and arranged to collect it Saturday night.

Unfortunately we were also not entirely happy with the purple wardrobe that we had bought as it couldn't really sustain the weight of anything on the shelves and there were some rips in the fabric.  We decided that a proper wardrobe was our best bet.  We decided to go where everyone goes to get furniture...Ikea.  If there was ever a place to put you off being a parent, it's Ikea.  Sorry Vega but if we need to go to Ikea, you're not coming.  I'm fairly certain if you took a group of children to a Cadbury factory, they wouldn't get so excited.

The filled wardrobe.

Armed with a new wardrobe, a cot bumper and a quilt we returned home from Lakeside *shudder* about half 7 and night, and went to collect the cot.  Sunday morning we got to cleaning the cot and were really pleased with the results, then assembled the wardrobe and then assembled the cot.  The result is a room that is beginning to look quite a bit more like a nursery, which makes us feel much more prepared.

As well as this we've bought a couple of job lots of baby clothes (less than £1 an item) second hand ranging from 0 to 9 months.  Some of it is a little more girly than we would pick for ourselves but at least we're doing OK for clothes now.

Wardrobe from the outside.

Annie and I filmed ourselves talking about the pregnancy for  the documentary which was quite fun and has been well received by the people making it, so we'll try and get round to doing some more.

Other than that, everything seems to be going well with the pregnancy although Annie is slightly paranoid that her bump isn't as big as other people she's seen around.  I reassure her that they are probably more advanced than her.  One of the women we saw must have been having twins (she was massive).  I've also noticed an increase in the amount of times Annie says "I'm going to have to give birth" to me, so that's clearly hitting her a bit as well.

Last weekend I was reading a few chapters of "Fantastic Mr. Fox" to Vega and she was kicking when I did the voices of Boggis, Bunce and Bean.  I'm kicking myself for not finding the time to do it this weekend, but we have been very busy.  We're definitely going to get some more Roald Dahl  books before her arrival (don't think I could get sick of reading them).

Quite a tiring weekend but at least the Sunday night Chinese takeaway was well earned.