the sprain heard round the world and nesting...

so...I am still battling with my sprain. The cast is off, the boot is off, but the pain is still there. Here is a lovely picture of my club foot....nice and swollen for ya.  And yes, it is as bad as it looks. gross. 

So , the time came. Travas found out the sex of the baby. A friend of mine sent us this adorable;e vibrating chairs...and it was pink. Trav knew not to open the box but as he moved it, the box within the box fell out, and on the INSIDE box was a cute little picture of a little girl in a PINK vibrating chair. He was bummed for about a day and I was bummed for him, but it has been so fun showing him all the clothes I have purchased for her and calling her by her name is WAY fun! That's right, we have a name! Woo hoo! so all is good. 

*NOTE TO ALL YE WITH LITTLE FAITH.... I DID NOT SLIP, SPILL THE BEANS OR ANY THING OF THE SORT!!!!!!*

"ellyn, you can't keep that a secret..."

"you'll slip...."

blah blah blah....

in other news....

The past two weeks Travas has taken to many projects around the house. One might refer to this practice as nesting. I refer to it as messing up the house and putting it back together. We have emptied our downstairs closet and turned i

t into the babes closet. That's right , like a true Manhattan baby she will spend most of her first months in the closet. (insert obvious gay joke here). Here is Travas amidst one of MANY of his apartment projects thus far...

You can see glimpses of the "nursery" in the back. If you ever come over, PLEASE don't call it a closet, call it a nursery...Travas is very touchy about this. 

Belly pics to come!