Crib

I'm not trying to brag or anything, but I have the greatest husband in the world. Many months back, shortly after we found out we were pregnant, he said he would like to make a crib for the baby. I said no. Safety, blah blah something blah blah. Ultimately he assured me that he would take all the necessary precautions to make the crib up to all the current safety standards, and so I agreed. Now, this wasn't his first woodworking project, but it certainly was his most intense (and important) one. This thing required a lot of planning. Here it is in its beginning stages: 

I believe at this point I said something like, "I don't want it to look too much like a fence." Reason #100,000 why I shouldn't look at (or at least comment on my husband's unfinished projects). Either way, he brushed off my silly comments and made a beautiful crib that I cannot wait to lay my children in. 

I can say, I did contribute more than just silly comments. Here we are after I helped by taping some boards! Haha! It was a really cold day. 

I am not sure how my sweet husband didn't freeze while working on the crib. 

Here it is as he was putting it together in the baby's room. 

He etched a beautiful prayer around the top rail. Here is the beginning:

Here is the same section, only after it was finished with tung oil. I love the variations in the wood color, and I love being able to see Chad's "handwriting" carved into the wood.

Here it is pre- mattress support, mattress and bedding. I am thrilled with the way it all turned out.

And here is the final product (with a trial run of the bedding, which requires some tweaking). I couldn't be happier. It turned out beautifully, and I am so proud to have something made by my husband's loving hands rather than something bought at a store. Thanks be to God that my husband is sweet enough to listen to my worries, but loving enough to convince me that sometimes I just need to quit worrying and simply trust. What a beautiful outcome!