our little nursery

Today I will be sharing another makeover story with you all. It is our master bedroom and nursery. Pictured above and below is what our bedroom looked like prior to our impromptu renovation.

This all began when Geoffrey had more than a week off at the beginning of August. I was 26 weeks pregnant at the time, and had spent the summer nesting. At the time we thought that we were done with renos until after I had our baby. However, being that we were planning on sharing our master bedroom with our newborn, and it was the only room that we didn’t touch since we purchased our home, I began to feel the strongest urge to do something. The walls, carpet, and baseboards were stained from the previous occupants, the fixtures were so old and grimy, and it just felt dirty. I really didn’t want to bring a new and pure child into such a gross room. Geoffrey agreed and so he set about painting the entire room white and changing the fixtures. After buying Remy a new bed, we made her bed back into a crib and brought it in our room. Below is an after photo.

Fast-forward to the beginning of September, and once again my husband was unexpectedly given more time off. (To explain- he is a train conductor that works hard and often makes enough miles before a certain date each month. When he does, he gets those remaining days off until the calendar resets. It is either between a few days to a few weeks per month! I love his job.) We had been staring at the carpet in our freshly painted room over the last few weeks, and decided that now was the time to replace it. That said, I was not able to physically help him refinish the floors this time. Not wanting to do them by himself, he said that we should pick out new flooring and get it professionally installed. I agreed. We went to our usual flooring store where they know us very well and always give us a discount. After bringing home samples, we just could not agree on a colour or style. He wanted dark laminate or carpet. I wanted light hardwood. See above.

Overwhelmed and running out of time, I said that I would sleep on it. The next morning, I cautiously told Geoff that I wanted him to refinish the floors beneath the carpet. His first response was a firm no. He didn’t want to put in the hard work himself, in addition to not knowing what state the original hardwood floors were in. I told him that we would be saving a few thousand dollars, and could do it faster than having to hire contractors. His answer was still a no. So I promised that if the floors were in terrible shape, that we would pay to cover them with laminate or hardwood. Right away, he begrudgingly started tearing out the carpet. So far, so good.

The next day he rented a floor sander and sanded the entire room. Boy, he was not happy. He was also filthy and sneezing. Inside, I was ecstatic! So was Remy! They were in better shape than I could have hoped for. See the progress below.

I think that it only took half a day to stain the floors. After that, Geoff installed the quarter round to cover the gaps. In order to help him out, I painted the trim and our dresser. It was difficult with my big belly and being 7 months pregnant, but I didn’t want him to complain anymore. I also wanted to show my appreciation for making our room over!

In the last month, we have purchased a new bed (going from a Queen to a King), area rug, and other items here and there. The room just fell into place, and we are both so pleased with it. Even though Geoff still won’t admit it, I know that he loves the floors. Plus, between saving money on flooring and buying everything when it was on sale, we saved thousands of dollars! I call that a win considering this makeover wasn’t on our to-do list anytime soon.

Additionally, we decided to hire a furnace and duct cleaning company. Our home is well over 100 years old, and we have done so many renos that have involved sanding the floors that we just wanted to make sure our air was clean for ourselves and, more importantly, for baby. After spending the morning clearing out our ducts, we were told by the technician that our home has probably never been done before. He was getting clumps of solidified black dust and other disgusting material. It took an entire day to scrub our house down after that. Now we are on a two-year rotation to have the service done. I highly recommend it!

That was the story of our latest makeover. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I also hope that it will be the last one for a long while! I don’t think that I can take many more renovations.

Emory

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36 weeks

Welcome to week 36 of my pregnancy! I am now 9 months pregnant. Wow.

These last 2 weeks have flown by. My husband had time off and helped me with the house, Remy, our pets, lessons, and meals. As a result, I have had next to no complications and was able to rest a lot! For the first time, I feel as if I could make it to 40 weeks.

My next appointment is in a few days. I am scheduled for weekly checkups now. On Monday, my doctor will test for Group B strep. I didn’t test positive with Remy so I am hoping that I won’t with this baby. Additionally, we have unpacked our newborn clothes, packed the hospital bag, and loaded the car seat. I will be full term in 1 week, so anything could happen!

Here is my previous 36 week update.

Have a great weekend!

Emory

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34 weeks

I’ve experienced a few ups and downs since week 32. Only one day after my last prenatal appointment, I was back in my doctor’s office because he was concerned about my contractions. I was experiencing Braxton Hicks every 10 minutes or so for over 24 hours, and wasn’t able to do much of anything. I had called my doctor to see if he had any suggestions, and that’s when he told me to come back to see him. He ran a few tests, but everything came back negative. His diagnosis was to start taking it easy, and to get help with Remy. Impossible, I told him (given that we have no family nearby). I said that I would try though.

Less than a week later, I suddenly had very sharp contractions one evening. They were occurring every 2 minutes. My husband was out of town, so I put on Remy’s nursery rhymes and went upstairs and took a bath. I had a feeling that they were just Braxton Hicks again, but I had never felt such painful ones before. I stayed in the bath for almost an hour, timing the contractions. They would go from 1 minute, to 5 minutes, to 3 minutes, to 2 minutes, to 5 minutes, and so on. My app kept telling me to go to the hospital, but it was almost Remy’s bedtime and I couldn’t get out of the tub. I thought if I needed to, I would just deliver in the bath and call an ambulance. In my mind I was thinking that “this could be it.” I finally crawled out and called my sister crying. She said to drink a ton of water, and go to bed. I somehow got Remy to bed that night, then went myself. The frequency finally stopped a few hours later. That was probably the scariest moment of my pregnancy thus far.

Since then, I’m trying so hard to rest when I can. I’ve cut out the daily walks and instead am only going every few days. I’m also drinking more water throughout the day. Honestly, I’m not sure how much longer my body will cooperate with me. I do hope that if he/she comes early, that it will be a healthy baby! Until then, I’ll be packing my hospital bag a little sooner than originally planned.

Here’s a reminder of my 34 week update with Remy.

Emory

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32 weeks

Week 32, or 7 months pregnant. I have been feeling pretty great lately. My heartburn isn’t as bad as during my first pregnancy (I think because I am carrying lower). My weight has slowed down as well. During the second trimester, I was gaining around 2 lbs per week. Now it’s less than 1 lb per week. In total, I have gained 28 lbs! Yikes.

I have been experiencing constant contractions, much like I did with Remy. It was around this time that I was put onto modified bed rest until I gave birth at 38 weeks. At my most recent 30 week exam, my doctor wanted to perform an internal exam to see how dilated I was. I declined one, because I said that knowing the number would only make me nervous. I had to take a urine test instead, but I won’t know the results for a few more days. I was also measuring 3 weeks ahead, so God only knows when our little babe will arrive. Maybe he/she will be an October baby.

I feel wonderful for making it this far. Although I don’t want him/her to arrive just yet, I have peace in knowing that if I did go into labour early, chances of survival are over 90%.

Here is a look at my previous 32 week update.

Have a great weekend! What are some of your plans?

Emory

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30 versus 30

As I am settling into my third trimester, I am starting to reflect on my journey into motherhood. I am constantly comparing this pregnancy to my first. I was incredibly ill during my first pregnancy. I lost weight from vomiting more than 10 times per day between weeks 4 and 14. I began to feel better from 18 to about 28 weeks, and resumed a normal schedule. Then I was put on modified bed rest from 31 to 38 weeks due to contractions, dilation, and effacement. I swore that it would be my last pregnancy, only because I felt betrayed by my body at the time. Little did I know how much love and happiness children really do bring into your life. A few days after giving birth, I told my husband that I wanted 3 children, and immediately put that terrible pregnancy out of my mind.

Reflecting on previous blog posts, I really had no idea on what to expect. I bought so many items that I didn’t need, and was lacking on the essentials that I did end up needing. I knew that sleepless nights were ahead of me, but I didn’t realize the extent of that sleeplessness. Also, the sleep regressions that occur every few months during their first year. Those are so difficult! I was terrified of breastfeeding but definitely wanted to try it. That was the one thing that came so naturally to me, and we were able to successfully breastfeed for 19 months. (I hope to go longer with this baby.)

I was able to look back at the last maternity photos that I posted during Remy’s pregnancy. I said that I was 7.5 months at the time, but I think that I was a bit closer to 7 months. I still had that same dress tucked away, so I thought that it would be fun to recreate that session to the best of my ability.

I had this session outdoors, among the trees, in the same dress, with a similar floral crown, 2.5 years apart. My stomach is lower, my face is rounder, and I’m carrying more weight. This is me, at roughly 30 weeks (a little before) versus 30 weeks (a little after).

In the end, the fear, the love, the guilt, the ups, the downs, the everything. I didn’t expect any of it. Motherhood is messy and yet, so beautiful. My life truly began when I had Remy. I cannot wait for our rainbow baby!

Emory

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