I remember Monday

I remember...moving into our new home the December before you were born. We moved in the weekend before Christmas (never, ever will I do that again!) and with the help of our friends and family, we were able to move, unpack and paint every room in the house over the course of 4 days.

I remember looking into your bedroom while it was being painted and thinking to myself...there is going to be a little person here someday...either a Benjamin David or an Acadia June and I was thrilled at the thought of putting our baby to sleep every night in this beautiful nursery. I remember feeling how all these people were here helping and preparing daddy and I to welcome you into the world. So much love went into painting and getting that nursery ready, and there are so many wonderful memories of that weekend.

We spent hours at the paint store, picking out the exact colors we wanted (do you know how many yellow and greens there are out there?) and a border to go with it. I searched and searched on-line for what I thought was the perfect theme to go with your nursery and decided on a giraffe theme.

Once everything was completed, I would sit in the rocking chair in your room and read to you, talk to you and sing to you. I would imagine what you would look like. I would picture me rocking you in the same chair after you were born. I would just sit there....rocking...waiting....for you....