Nursery Therapy

Mike and I have both been having a busy and stressful week at work (and it's only Tuesday), so as we pulled into the driveway this evening we were delighted to see that the UPS man delivered our crib. We weren't expecting it for another few weeks. This surprise was the next best thing to coming home and enjoying happy hour at the end of a long day.

I had to resist the urge to rip open the box right there on the porch. It was nearly 8 p.m. when we arrived home from work so Miss Roxy was crossing her legs in her crate. After tending to her and providing ample cuddling to make up for our tardiness, we unwrapped the crib pieces one by one like it was Christmas morning. 

The room that was once our TV room/office has undergone some significant changes over the last few days and is starting to resemble a nursery. When Mike's parents came up from Houston this past weekend they brought along a chest of drawers we had purchased on our last trip but couldn't bring home on the plane. We also went chair shopping on Sunday and lucked into a comfy sage green Lay-Z-Boy rocker/recliner (think smaller scale, not the big overstuffed version) that was a steal because it had a small black mark on the fabric which is hardly noticeable.

The chair is by no means going to land us in any interior design magazines, but I'm sure we'll be thankful for the comfort and function during those 3 a.m. feedings. I'm even enjoying it now as I write this post with Roxy curled up next to me (I think she's scared of the power screwdriver Mike is using to assemble the crib). 

I'll post some pictures of the room once our latest purchases are fully assembled and the last bits of the office furniture have a new home.