5 Weeks To Go

The bump is getting bigger and the nursery is getting closer to being finished. The crib is here (and put together) and the closet is near completion. There's been one hiccup, though - our dresser is on backorder and may not arrive before the baby. After talking with the customer service representative, Mary emailed a harshly-written letter to the company; they fell over themselves apologizing to her for the delay and offering her 5% off. But, the long and the short of it is that we're in the market for a different dresser.

Tina and Nate's Wedding

Photo Dump!! Tina and Nate had a great wedding, but Daphne and Bridget stole the weekend :)

I'm A Lucky Guy

THE SECRET OF A HAPPY MARRIAGE
A younger, smarter wife.

"According to a British study, marriages involving women at least five years younger than a husband and with a higher educational level fared the best in the British study."

Mary doesn't have a "higher" degree than me, but she is definitely smarter :)

Rob's Baby Abby

I've been doing an experiment for work: I've been carrying around a high-tech doll for three days; a Baby Think-It-Over. Her name is Abby and she cries, coos, gets hungry, and poops (imaginary poops).

The experience has been interesting. It's hard to get much done because as soon as I start a project, the baby needs to be fed. As soon as I get in the car, it needs to be fed. As soon as I walk into a restaurant, it needs to be fed. And I feel like a dork changing a diaper in Menards. It's a little embarrassing (because it's a loud plastic doll) and the amount of work is a bit of a wake-up-call.

But the Baby Think-It-Over is like a Wii. At first you wave the controller around like crazy; then you learn it's all in the wrist. At first, with Abby, I was carrying her around like a real baby, feeding her with one arm while I attempting to get things done. Now I've learned how to lay the doll on a table with the bottle propped on her chest - and I leave the room to do whatever I want.

I promise when we have a REAL baby, I will give it 5000% more attention.

Weekend Apart (by Mary)

This weekend Rob's sister, Tina, is getting married in Geneva, NY. The wedding is going to be absolutely beautiful, in a castle (!!!), Rob is the minister; however, I'm going to be missing out.

Once Rob and I found out I was pregnant, we knew the wedding would come in the third trimester of my pregnancy. After some research, we learned that pregnant women can safely travel up to 36 weeks, and even later with a doctor's note. This is true for normal fliers, but I'm a high-stress, anxiety-prone flier. Because I have had panic attacks while flying previously, my practioner informed us this stress could cause early labor, and the thought of going into early labor makes me more anxious. It is even more complicated that the closest airport to the event is a small airport, which means small, propellor planes get you there.

So Rob is leaving early Friday morning for a romantic weekend without me, and I'll be at home for some true "me time." Maybe I'll be really productive, start some early nesting, and organize our closets or something.

I think it is more likely that I will spend the weekend reading reviews for baby products and online shopping :) Anyone in CU feel free to text and get me out of the house!

Rob on TV

I made an appearance on the local news to talk about country music news. I totally have a spare tire; if I do it again, I'm wearing black. And to think, you could have seen this live in high def.

Click here to watch.

4 Ways Married Life Is Different (rob)

I was ironing one of my t-shirts when it dawned on me how different my life has become as a married man.
1) T-shirts are hung instead of laying in a pile on my floor.
2) I don’t watch the same Will Ferrell movie over and over.
3) Vegetables.
4) Bed before 10pm.
I don't know why some guys “dread” getting married... it's such an improvement!