Laying in bed last night with my heavily pregnant wife there was the following snippet of converstion:
Her: The baby keeps pressing!
Me: Maybe he* wants to come out.
Her: Well it can't. There nowhere to put it!!
This last line sums up the state of the house at the moment. This weekend gone dad was here and we knockec down the walls that made up the bathroom/boxroom. We opted to bring down the ceiling while we were at it.
As you can see - it's a mess. While we did manage to get one part of the new stud wall in place there's little privacy in the bathroom, spare that provided by the old quilt cover. To this side of the wall is what will become the nursery. As you can see, there's a bit of work to be done before it's ready for a cot.
We rebuilt the walls for various reasons. One of them being that the "original" wall was a complete bodge job. Instead of plasterboard they'd used chipboard. Instead of vertical 3be2s placed every 600mm there were just a couple of 4be3s on their side with long horizontals. Both walls could easily be moved at least an inch by pushing hard enough.
The main reason to reuild the bathroom wall was to move it. The bathroom is this house is not only small but an awkwardly narrow shape. By moving the wall 6" we're hoping it will be less imposing and appear much larger. Obviously we lose space in the boxroom, but that's square and so the difference is less noticable. We hope.
You can see Karen in the photo trying to clean up the mess we made. You'll notice she appears ready to burst. Although she's not due until early December there's always the chance of a premature birth and I really want to have it all done by early November. We'll see.
* We don't actually know it's a he. I just refer to it as one.