Happy Fourth!
I'm home today, and for the rest of the week, while O is off to the family lake house in NH for a few days, to hang with his absentee sibs. This gives me the chance to not pay the "dog-walker" (who really just comes around midday and lets them out to play in our back yard and refills their water) for three days, and maybe work towards organizing the room that will be the nursery.
When did this room become an obsession? I saw a cute crib set at The Company Store, and used an online promo code to get %15 off, and now I'm up to my ears in paint chips, and I have dreams about the new upholstery for the secondhand glider we acquired. I'm having deep debates with myself over light blocking window shades. We started registering for baby stuff, and it made me a little giddy...
Please tell me, any Moms out there who read me, that I'm not totally insane!
The funny thing is, I have a really cool head about baby gear. Having worked with tiny babies, big babies, toddlers, preschoolers, elementary schoolers, 'tweens, and teens over the years, I have a strong sense of what actually makes life easier for me personally, and what is unnecessary for everyone (Baby Einstein DVDs come to mind). So, I though this part was going to be easy. I never expected the decor to the thing that would become my White Whale. I am humbled by my obsessiveness. Apparently I am not the Woman of Steel, as I previously might have thought.
When did this room become an obsession? I saw a cute crib set at The Company Store, and used an online promo code to get %15 off, and now I'm up to my ears in paint chips, and I have dreams about the new upholstery for the secondhand glider we acquired. I'm having deep debates with myself over light blocking window shades. We started registering for baby stuff, and it made me a little giddy...
Please tell me, any Moms out there who read me, that I'm not totally insane!
The funny thing is, I have a really cool head about baby gear. Having worked with tiny babies, big babies, toddlers, preschoolers, elementary schoolers, 'tweens, and teens over the years, I have a strong sense of what actually makes life easier for me personally, and what is unnecessary for everyone (Baby Einstein DVDs come to mind). So, I though this part was going to be easy. I never expected the decor to the thing that would become my White Whale. I am humbled by my obsessiveness. Apparently I am not the Woman of Steel, as I previously might have thought.
Labels: Baby on Board, The Carpet Bag
1 Comments:
You are not in fact insane. Or at least no more insane than all the other pregnant women in the world.
Back in the day, I somehow managed to put up a wallpaper border in G's room before he was born. I hate wallpaper, but the sailboat border at chair-rail height seemed to match the Pottery Barn crib set and the navigation-chart-turned-wall-art so well that I just had to spend an entire weekend wallpapering.
I guess they call it nesting. You are not alone.
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