If you saw my video from a couple of weeks ago, showing you around the nursery, then you might remember the rocking chair that is from Grandpa Dan.
Grandpa Dan is my husband's father. I never met him. He died when my husband was nine.
Three years ago, right after we lost our first pregnancy, my husband was watching a television show about unclaimed money. Intrigued, he looked up first his name, then mine, then his father's and bingo - found $900 that had been in a bank account that his father had when he passed away. He went through the process of getting the money and then gave split it with his sister and mother. This left $300 for him to spend.
He decided that he wanted to spend it on something tangible that we would always remember. After thinking it over, he decided that a rocking chair for our future nursery would be perfect. We searched for a few weeks and finally found the perfect chair in our price range.
Last night, we were clearing things out of the nursery and my husband moved the rocking chair to a corner of our bedroom. For the first time since he tried it in the store, he sat down in it and smiled.
Little moments like these make me realize. . . a baby is truly coming.