The nursery, a labor of love if there ever was one. When we moved into this house last April, my mom kept referring to the little front bedroom as “the nursery.” After the third or fourth time I had to correct her and say, “You mean the third bedroom?” It was just too painful to refer to it as the nursery when I had no idea if it would ever truly actually be a nursery.
But as soon as we started the adoption process, the nursery became my thing. I searched blogs and wrote down ideas and spent, I hate to tell you, hours searching for items on Craigslist.
It’s still not “done” — I have items to hang about his crib and I actually got different curtains at JC Penny yesterday — but it’s done enough share.
I would say without any further ado, but there has already been a little ado, I’d say. So here it is …
Bookcase — Billy bookcase from IKEA
Dresser — Craigslist (painted by me)
Table — Amazon.com
Glider — Craigslist
Light fixture — IKEA
Rug — CostCo
Mirror — an antique that belonged to my grandmother, painted by my FIL
Lamp — HomeGoods
Paint — Caramel Cloud by Hirshfield
Gift from a neighbor:
Poms made by my mom from Martha Stewart’s template:
The giraffe was one of the first things I bought once we started the process, and he kind of became the inspiration for the room. He and blue dog (a gift) sit in my grandmother’s egg basket. Literally the basket she used to collect eggs 60+ years ago:
Birth announcement plaque from Etsy by mosieposies:
The dresser. I searched high and wide for just the right dresser. We went to Babies R Us to check to see what height would make a good changing table, and I knew it couldn’t be too long, because we were working with limited space. I found this piece early on, but they were asking too much ($175). After a few weeks they called and said if we were still interested, we could have it for $100. Score. I painted it white with Valspar’s satin finish spray paint, put the original hardware back on it, and done. It was very beat up and required a bit of sanding, and there are still quite a few dings you can see, but I love it.
The crib. If you follow me on Twitter you know the saga of the crib. Originally I wanted a white Jenny Lind, but couldn’t find one anywhere. They were on backorder on every online vendor, and BRU said they couldn’t even order me one, because their system showed they are discontinued. Finally I went back to the drawing board and found this. It was a gift from my dad and stepmom, and I adore it. (It’s by babyletto.) It converts to a toddler bed, so hopefully we’ll use it for several years. I wasn’t going to do bumpers at all (safety), but this is the Dwell Studio for Target pattern I’ve had my eye on for years, and they marked it all for clearance, so it was like $15. And since he doesn’t actually sleep in here right now, I felt okay spending $15 “for show.”
This room is the first space you see when you come up our stairs, and it makes me feel so happy to see it. Not just because what it represents (a baby lives in our house!), but that it is exactly what I saw in my mind. I am not an interior designer (by any stretch), and most of what I wanted to do I saw somewhere else first, but I am pretty proud of it, I must say.
Harry seems to enjoy it too: