In the corner of our bedroom now sits a new bed: L’s crib. Two months to go, and our home is slowly beginning to look like the floor of Babies R Us.

Assembly was a quick enough process, but for once, Dad read the instructions carefully to make sure we did nothing wrong.

And of course, there was the requisite crawling about on the floor. No project is complete without it.

Last night I woke up and looked over at the silhouette of the crib, and imagining a little girl asleep in it was so soothing that I fell back asleep almost immediately.