Blood tests and boredom

I have just realized that a weekly blog about a 9 month long gestational process is a pain in the ass. Mainly because nothing much happens for a long time. Now, I should have remembered this because I've done this before but, there ya go, selective memory at work.
Beth just called. She had an appointment to have some blood drawn, I think it was to check for Spina Bifida and it since it was really no big deal she let me sleep in and left.
Of COURSE they forgot about her in the lobby and made her wait for over an hour. Of COURSE the nurse had no idea why she was there. Of COURSE said nurse as chewed out for making a pregnant mother wait for just a blood test. Of COURSE Beth was upset.
It seems I should have tagged along for nothing except to at least document the frustration that comes with even the best insurance plans.
With the mundanity that is human procreation I realized that, in keeping with my own determined agenda, I MUST blog something. So, here goes a little nothing.
I really really really want this house to be done for the baby. As many of you know our kitchen is a disaster zone. One of the reasons we bought the house was because it needed a new Kitchen and a new bathroom. Glenn, Beth's father came out last year and we cranked that water closet out in 4 days. But, the kitchen. I would like something that is commensurate with our lifestyle, reflects well on the home and creates ease and comfort. So, we are hiring the local Jefferson Park/bungalow expert contractor to do the job. We have met with him a couple of times, met his designer, love their ideas, hate the cost, and plan to demo the kitchen on November 1st.
But, yesterday, a new wrinkle.
Before Liz was hospitalized I submitted our back "yard" to an HGTV show called Urban Outsiders. They turn crappy inner city backyard spaces into something amazing.
We were picked to be on the short list and the host and his producer came out yesterday to measure and brainstorm.
If we get picked they will come out probably DURING the kitchen demo and tear up the backyard as well. At the same time, Beth's best friend from high school, his boyfriend and aNOTHER friend are coming to stay with us for a week.
Okay, what does this have to do with the baby? Well, nothing inasmuch as the kid will have no idea that this house was in disrepair before she arrived. But, plenty when you consider the baby's room.
With Liz gone, we are going to use that room for the baby. Which means we are going to have to paint it, remove all of her belongings, get rid of her bed and redesign. All before April 1st.
And we start this process after the holidays. It's too hard to dismantle now. The loss is still too fresh.

So here are some pictures of the baby's room "before". Obviously, it was Liz's room. And it might make some sad to see it, but we will find a fitting tribute to her for her sister or brother.





In 8 months it will be filled with diapers, toys, mobiles and the crying wails of a newborn.


It's really pink, no?