Last night, Ray brought home the glider that Annie and Pop got for us. We were excited enough when we found this glider at Target for a couple of reasons. The first was that it was not $600 like the gliders at Babies R Us, and the second was that it had a tall enough back for Ray to be able to lean his head back. (We suspect that we'll both end up falling asleep in this glider from time to time.) When Ray's parents asked what they could get for Wolverina since we bought our own crib, Ray decided that this was the way to go. They went to Target on Sunday to buy the glider, and it was delivered on Tuesday.
After work yesterday, Ray ran by their house to pick it up, and he decided to assemble it immediately. Thankfully, it was much easier to assemble than the crib. There were, however, several warnings about not using power tools to assemble it. I think it took all of ten minutes to put the glider together with me reading the instructions and Ray working the assembly.
Once the glider was properly assembled, Ray said, "Okay. Come try it out!" I suggested that perhaps it was unwise to have the pregnant woman try out a just-assembled chair first, and he pretended to be offended that I questioned his skills. I sat down in the glider and propped my feet up on the ottoman and started rocking. And then I started crying (hence the subtitle). There was just something kind of overwhelming about sitting in the glider and rocking Wolverina for the first time. Ninja, who is the sweetest dog that ever lived, brought me her (current) favorite toy since she thinks that makes everything better. Ray laughed a little at me crying (I was laughing a little, too) and grabbed my phone to take a picture.
(Please excuse my appearance. I had done prenatal yoga and put the next-to-last coat of paint on Wolverina's dresser.) |
We have the glider in the nursery for now, but Ray is lobbying to move it into the living room because he likes it so much. I cannot wait to start reading to her while rocking away. Thanks, Annie and Pop!!
You look adorable. Don't apologize!
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