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The Princess Castle Awaits…

After two very long weekends of laborious painting and drawing, my darling hubby has created a very sweet and very purple (though in the pictures it looks blue, because of the lighting) nursery for our soon to be born princess.

Included in this posting are some pics of his work; he did everything freehand; no stencils are required or needed for my man! He also put together the baby’s crib, and conducted a test drive of the stroller. I guess we’re ready to roll on the set up for the nursery! My friend Megan and I are going to make some curtains for the windows, and then the ‘baby sanctuary’ will be complete.
Other updates for the pregnancy? My new journey is called ‘gestational diabetes’. Did you know that the secret to eating sweets when you are diabetic is to double up on the protein? So, instead of ordering a Diet Coke with that gigantic slice of chocolate fudge cake, order a slab of meat on the side, and voila. Your sugars should be just fine.

My little bundle of joy is now measuring two weeks ahead of schedule. Is she getting too big? No, say the doctors. I could just be one of those women who are blessed with larger babies, nonetheless. You gotta love the genetic predisposition.

But the nurses and ultrasound techs do a great job of agitating my nerves. They get me all worked up and worried about things, only for the doctors to come in and tell me that I’m just ‘normal’. Ask me, though, for those of you that know me, have I ever been considered ‘normal’?

Other than a baby that weighs three pounds a couple of weeks early, everything else are ‘all systems go’. I am just starting to have slight contractions; I remember during the good old days when menstrual cramps were the most painful thing that I could imagine. It’s amazing how much more pain can occur when your uterus is the size of a watermelon, and your baby is vying for the first ever karate black belt in utero. I’d like to think that it’s her father’s influence ;)

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  1. Mel e Rob,
    O quarto está lindo! Parabéns...
    Não se preocupe, toda mulher fica preocupada a essa altura da gestação...
    Fica tranquila e manda ver!
    Estamos sempre orando por vcs...
    Temos saudades e planejamos visitar vcs um dia desses..haha...
    Super bjo,
    Carol e Renatos

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  2. Melissa
    love the room your little girl is going to be one lucky little one to have parents like you.
    Welcome to the blogging world..
    Jill

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  3. Aww the room is very cute. good job fugazza. pregnancy is scary but amazing at the same time. i am on my second round of pregnancy...this time is much harder than the first. hope everything continues to go well with your pregnancy and you end up with a happy and healthy little girl.

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  4. Melissa,

    I think this blog entry should be the forward in the awesome book we (have yet) to write. You make me laugh AND miss you all at the same time. I hope your side of cow keeps your gestational diabetes at bay. Let me know if you need any more meat-we have lots of cows and horsies down here in Tejas.

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  5. wow the painting is amazing!! how did he do that? freehand or stencils??

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