Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream

We've tackled the big project...painting the nursery. It's transformed from a red guest bedroom into a beautiful green and brown nursery. And now everytime I walk in the room, it makes me crave mint chocolate chip ice cream (yum!). But it looks absolutely great! Brad also took the furniture out of the boxes and assembled the crib. The room will look even better once it's all pulled together. We have a few finishing details to complete first.

Here's pictures of our weekend of painting:

Just getting started!



Stuart found a great "fort" to hang out in as we worked.



Here it is all painted.



Brad taking the crib out of the box

This week Monday, we had our 23 week appointment. Not much new to report. Baby Clark's heart rate was ~140. At the past few appointments, it had been running between 150-155. Some people say you can tell gender based on heart rate...I'm not sold on the idea. I'm gaining weight right on target and measuring on track as well.

Last weekend, Baby Clark went to his/her first concert. How exciting that it was my FAVORITE band as a child. Yes, that's right, Baby Clark and I were dancing to the 80's hits of New Kids On The Block...reunited at last. It was a fun filled night of friends and screaming women. Not to mention extremely long lines at the bathroom (where I spend a lot of time lately with pregnancy-related urinary frequency). I think I've scarred our child for life!

And probably the biggest news of the last couple of weeks..."Marathon Brad" made a local appearance. Brad ran the Grand Rapids Marathon and came in 14th overall! Amazing! He set a PR of 2:51:03. It was great for him to run a local marathon so more family could come to support him--so of course, we all are taking the credit for the PR. We sure were a great team of cheerleaders. Next on the list: Boston 2009!

Check out all of the pics by clicking on the link under "our pics" on the left of the screen.

And here he is on You Tube (mile 12)--turn the volume down if you don't want to hear my parents "cheerleading".

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