Now that I have a nephew, I feel like I should move into my sister’s place. My mom is already staying with her for a few days and if I came to stay too, I’m sure my brother-in-law would LOVE it.

I want to be there all the time because I don’t want to miss anything. All Max really does is sleep, but in case he opens his eyes, I think I should be there.

Ohmygawd, he moved his hand. Look how cute he breathes.

You get the picture.

I went for a visit yesterday and I took a few close up shots of his room. We’re waiting on just one piece of artwork and then we’re ready for more photos.

Say cheese!

Here’s a lamp handed down from his grandma on his dad’s side that I spray painted yellow.

Before.

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After

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Next to the lamp is a picture of some boots with the furrr that I picked up from our trip to Peru.

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I framed my wishes for baby from the baby shower. The idea was to swap out the wishes. Ahhh, grandma’s coming, put in her wishes. And so on.

One of my wishes for baby is for him to grow up not being scared of knives. Like me, his aunt. I have an inexplicable fear of knives. I think it’s normal. But if baby wants to grow up to be a chef, he’s in trouble.

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The llama was also a gift from Peru. The giraffe next to it was a gift from my mother-in-law.

The shelf they’re sitting on used to be in my room from when I was 12. At this point, I’d say it’s an heirloom.

The mobile on the right is a gift from his aunt from his dad’s side.

Baby got a ton of gifts and it’s not even Christmas.

I wanna be born again.

Oh, and PS – The stripes are peach. Like a salmon, or sherbert. Not pink, promise.