Week 16 and Already Going Mad

Into week sixteen and I can gladly announce that the nursery is taking shape!

It's a lovely shade of fresh minty green, I've done the biggest wall completely (two coats of paint) and have the first coat done on the next one. I have made two little purchases which make me peculiarly ecstatic when in Ixxy's room.

Firstly, I was strolling down from the Housing Exectuative place when something caught my eye in a charity shop - it was a beautiful, musical, neutral mobile - for clipping onto the side of the crib. It's white and grey and plays 'Rockabye Baby' when you wind it up. I noticed the price - £8, and the brand - Mamas and Papas! You can easily pay £30 for a musical mobile of theres, and it turned out this one was actually brand new, never used. I absolutely LOVE it, I clipped it to the headrest on the bed currently in the nursery so it's displayed fully, and you can see it as soon as you walk in <3

There was another Mamas and Papas item I had noticed in my local baby store (literally a 5 minute walk from my front door!). I'd gone in to have a nosey before and found myself slightly overwelmed with the prams and carseats and decorations and toilet trainers and dummys and 'sock-on's...
But there was a lampshade I had seen that stuck in my head and made my heart leap a little. It was reduced down to £15 and was a beautiful design that I think goes lovely with my green walls :-). Today I bought it too, and put it up in the room, it makes me weirdly happy.

Overal I would recommend this 'nesting' as they call it, my brain is mostly just fuzz these days anyway so I don't feel like i've anymore to lose as such. I even sung to myself 'Ten Green Bottles' whilst painting, that's pretty looney - even for me.

Can you believe it took me the best part of an hour to remember what Feta Cheese was called? And I've been confusing 4 with 5 and coming into work early! Nightmare! And it's going to get worse when the baby is born I'm sure; I'll be lucky if I can remember my middle name - neverloan his/hers!

My weight is still exactly the same/less than before, but tummy looks like it did when I was nearly a stone heavier. Grrrr!

Lastly, I would like to say that the child keeps kicking my bladder with a due force and I rush off to the toilet a lot as a result when I don't really need it. Bad Ixxy! Oh, and that I would really, really, really like to have a poo.

PS. Here is my new shower curtain.