Today, Huff the Hubs and I got to hear Baby H’s heartbeat for the first time. It. Was. Awesome.
Hearing that made it all so real. I feel like I have so much to do! The biggest challenge? Trying to figure out how to decorate the nursery. I Googled: “Nursery Ideas”. I found some good ideas and some not-so-good ideas.
If Marilyn Manson were to have a child, I’m fairly certain this would be in the little devil’s nursery:
I know what you’re thinking: Nothing can be worse than that! Just wait.
Personally, I don’t think Baby H needs some fancy-schmancy crib that can only be used until he/she is two. However, I think we could spring for something a little better than this:
I guess cribs don’t really matter as much as other things, like car seat and strollers. After all, you have to keep your child’s safety in mind:
I guess one of my biggest fears–aside from a hideous nursery–is that I won’t be able to get the hang of parenting. But I guess its a learn-on-the-job type of thing, huh?
Eh, I guess all parents screw their kids up in some way….