Summer. Is. Here.

Memorial Day. The beginning of summer! Five weeks until the baby is here! Lots to do! Nolan and Stellan and I spent the morning at the neighborhood skate-park. Nolan has developed an obsession with skateboarding and it’s great because it’s the only thing I have ever seen him do for more than a few minutes at a time (other than playing with trucks and tractors, of course). We went to the skate park last night and even though most of the kids skating were probably in their late teens, Nolan wasn’t intimidated or frustrated at all. Our little ripper!

We spent the weekend painting the boys room, but we still have a lot left to do, more late nights this week. I think Marshal mentioned in an earlier blog post that we have a finished basement which consists of a large open space, the laundry room and a storage closet. We are moving the boys downstairs within the next few weeks and have slowly been accumulating/building furniture to complete the space. It’s going to be a combination playroom/bedroom with a little tv cove for lounging. Over the weekend we found some cute wicker twin beds for the boys at a yard sale down the street. They look identical to these:

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I’m really inspired by this classic modern nautical look as well as this vintage nautical boys room:

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Those flags make me super happy. We are working on what will probably be an entirely too long blog post on plans for all boys’ bedrooms as well as before and after photos.

We are grilling pizza on the BBQ for dinner, and ice cream sundaes are most likely happening.

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Summer is definitely here!

 

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We want more

Marshal went back to work this morning after a week off. We didn’t go anywhere on vacation, no trip to the beach or Disneyland. We just stayed home with the boys, worked around the house getting things ready for Haakon’s arrival in five weeks, worked on ideas to build our business, and enjoyed life together. And now, we want more. More life. More time with family and friends. More mornings spent snuggling in bed for a few extra minutes. More afternoons sitting in the sun watching the boys play in their sandbox. More evenings sitting outside with a glass of wine after the boys are in bed laughing about four year-old Nolan’s pre- school crush and Stellan saying “uff da” like an old Norwegian farmer. We want more. We aren’t afraid of hard work. We welcome challenges and deadlines and working late into the night to create something we love. We want more. We believe every minute together is precious and wonderful. And we want more. This is our life’s work.

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Here’s to You, Cupcake

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This is really more an ode to cupcake wrappers–especially the ones I stared at for an hour last week while waiting for my laundry to finish its cycle. Stellan has an obsession with the washing machine and will sit through an entire wash cycle watching it spin and empty and fill back up again with ‘dirty bubbles.’ If I try to leave the laundry room in the middle of a cycle he body slams me. My baby boy bully. He’s pretty strong for a 2 year old and usually wins the battle. After a few futile attempts to bribe him with “sucky eaters” (lollipops) I gave up and sat against the wall for the next 43 minutes staring at a package of blue cupcake wrappers I bought last summer. I really liked the blue gradient and thought why not turn this into something pretty?

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So I came up with this.

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Getting Ready

As a self-employed stay at home mom preparing for our little boy has so far consisted of developing new products and designs in hopes that by 37 weeks along the shop will be fully stocked.
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I’ve added several new prints and mobiles this week and will continue to add new items for the next several weeks. My goal is to have 100 or so items listed by mid-June.
But Labor classes? Nope. (I had a c-section with Stellan and I’m hoping for a VBAC this time so it’s just a little lame I haven’t done anything to prepare for the actual labor part of this adventure but I have the most awesome doctor that I absolutely trust and adore so if she helps me deliver I could be okay with being unprepared)
Unpacking baby clothes/blankets/bottles? Um, soon?
Moving the boys out of the baby’s room and into their downstairs bedroom/playroom? Someday.
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(Our Stellan nugget on his first night home from the hospital and possibly the only night he ever slept in the crib that Marshal built just for him.)
When I got pregnant this time I was certain I’d be prepared before the due date approached. Baby would not spend his first year sleeping in The Pack and Play (Nolan and Stellan may have spent their first TWO years in a “portable crib” due to space constraints and a unique living situation in which all four of us shared a room at times). He’d have his own dresser, a changing table (!!!), even his own bedroom. Yeah, not so much.  The boys have taken over his room, newborn clothes are in storage, and Stellan has reclaimed the crib. Which is why Marshal took the week off to finish up–or start–some of the projects that needed to be addressed.
Top priority is getting the boys out of Haakon’s room and into their own. Painting commenced yesterday and today after preschool Nolan generously offered to help.
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The only thing is painting may not be Nolan’s thing. He wasn’t very interested in actually learning how to paint. But, he’s four and a half years old so he’s not real interested in learning how to do things, he just wants to do things. So we spent about 15 minutes making a mess with paint, then he went outside to pester Stellan, play in the sandbox, fly his glider, and apply a thick coating of unnecessary sunblock.
We’re only halfway through the week and we’re making progress on the room and built new seating outside for summer dinners and wine nights. Finishing two projects in the same week feels like kind of a big deal.
 

Please, can I help…?

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Our son is due July 5, so Marshal took the week off to get the things ready for his arrival. One of the projects is getting Nolan and Stellan moved out of the baby’s room and into their room (when we bought our house in March, most of the boxes ended up in the boys’ room and the boys ended up in the baby’s room). For some reason, the previous owners painted the room that will become the boys’ room chocolate brown and deep red, so we have some painting to do. Marshal started primer-ing the walls over the weekend, but he did it WITHOUT NOLAN!  Nolan wants to help with pretty much any project around the house, and if a project has been started without him he gets pretty upset. So, against our better judgment we have agreed to let him help paint this afternoon. Stay tuned.

Mission Accomplished

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We’ve had a few weeks of summer-like weather this Spring in Portland, so Jamie bought an inflatable wading pool for the boys. They played in it twice. Then they killed it. Nolan decided it would be fun to sprint across the lawn and dive onto the empty, overturned pool. Stellan agreed. They delivered the coupe de grace with a sword. Mission accomplished.

Firstborn Son

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This is Nolan, out “firstborn son.” Officially, he’s our nephew. But to us,  he’s our firstborn son. The one who started it all. We probably wouldn’t be parents if it weren’t for Nolan. We fell in love with each other, then we fell in love with Nolan. We were sort of clueless about babies, especially Jamie. When she was getting ready to bring Nolan home from the hospital after he had been born, she asked the doctor if she should just feed Nolan mashed potatoes, applesauce and other mushy food. For some reason, the hospital allowed her to take him home anyway, a perfect little baby with a stitched up gash across his cheek from an errant scalpel during an emergency C-section. That was over four years ago. Now he has a “girlfriend” in his preschool class and stands in the backyard directing me while I mow the lawn. Our firstborn son.