Some of you may have wished that we had a good before shot, but we never thought about it, and I just don't have any profile pictures of Debbie other than this. Before she got pregnant, her tummy was pretty flat. Hell, I wish I had a before shot myself, but more for comparison of cup size, I mean dang, they're, well, you know what, never mind, I'll probably get in trouble...
Anyway, she's definitely getting the prego pooch, and it's cool, because Connor is moving around a lot now. I felt him kick just last night! That's a weird feeling the first time around. I think the little guy is going to be an athlete based on what Debbie says about his activity. According to her, he may be a boxer. I'm just glad to know he's got some spirit.
In other news, it's pretty difficult for a soon to be Mr. Mom to find baby stuff that a man can be comfortable with. Fortunately, the industry must recognize that there are more stay at home dads, because not every thing is fru-fru, but the cool stuff is few and far between. I finally found a diaper bag that looks a little more like a man-purse than a clown's hip-sack. Eddie Bower to the rescue! Seriously, the baby stuff industry (that's a technical term) needs to step it up for us dads. I can't believe how much pink, Winnie the Pooh, princess crap, plain ugliness, and generally effimenant products there are. No wonder baby boys are often confused with girls, the poor little buggers have to ride around in pink strollers. Speaking of strollers, we've found one of those, too, and it actually looks cool!
See, there is such a thing as a cool stroller! It looks like something Timberland made, I love it. I'm still fighting with figuring out how to put the dang thing in my truck. There should be a place that does nothing more than tell people how to install this stuff. I can't seem to get the base to install properly, and not using the base leaves the car seat all floppy and stuff. My airbag turns off like it should, but it just doesn't seem secure. Even after following directions from the car seat, and my truck's owner's manual, it still doesn't seem right. I think Connor would be more secure in a tank bag on a motorcycle. Whatever, I'll figure it out.
Many people have been asking what our nursery theme will be. Why must there always be a theme? I don't know if Connor will like animals, cowboys, firetrucks, or even ballet. Why buy a bunch of stuff the kid won't recognize, only to have to get rid of it once he's old enough to tell us he hates it? The room is already baby blueish, and we're throwing a lot of browns around, and a little orange. That's our theme. I'd like to put up some shapes and such, as well, but the nursery has no traditional theme. Just blue, brown, and some orange, and a few geometrical figures. As a matter of fact, some good friends of ours down here in Gulfport recently graced us with a cute onesie (sp?) that reflects the so called theme rather well. Thanks, Sam and Lish:
So, we're more and more ready as the days pass, and I'm more and more excited! Maybe we'll at least have the junk we need, if not the experience. Either way, I'm sure Debbie will make up for my deficiencies, and I'll take up any slack of her's (as if she slacks, haha, not Deb's!).
Soon to come, speculation on Connor's good looks! Debbie and my baby pictures will be up next. From what I've seen, he'll be a dang cute baby, but he might be a bit gangly in middle school, and he'll probably be the whitest little boy the world has seen in some time...
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