Thanks to Icemageddon 2013, I spent last weekend in hibernation. I ate a lot, slept a lot, and lounged in my comfy pajamas for four days. Despite my lack of productiveness, I managed to pack our hospital bags and assembled the stroller and swinger/rocker. It looks like Babies R’Us and Amazon have vomited baby gear in our house. Seriously, why do tiny humans require so much stuff?!
The nursery is complete except for a floor lamp that is in four pieces on the dining room floor waiting to be assembled. Husband’s baseball card collection is in Kamden’s closet but, at this point, I’m too lazy and too pregnant to care. Several of you asked to see his room and I aim to please. Here you go:
I absolutely LOVE these custom wood letters created by Brandy, a friend in Kentucky with owns a wood shop and sign company. Brandy is a jewel and has the patience of a saint. It took me FOREVER to decide on the font, size, and color. Ultimately, we used the colors from Kamden’s bedding for the paint and used the font named Cafe Rojo. Husband was the measuring genius when it came to hanging them, as math is not my strong suit and he’s a little paranoid about me drilling holes in the walls. Husband doesn’t know this — nobody does — but I think six or seven framed prints of Kamden’s birth and newborn photos in small identical frames should be hung above his crib.
Just call me Minnie Pearl because the glider/rocking chair still has the tag attached. Besides being incredibly comfortable, the arm rests are nice and high, providing great arm support for holding, snuggling with, and nursing Kamden. Husband surprised me by purchasing the ottoman when we went to pick up the chair.
The dresser and crib were gifts from my parents. Husband and I spent one afternoon to assemble the furniture. It was quite the bonding experience. (Husband realized I was best equipped with an Allen Wrench because my small hands would fit between the rails.) I chose Kamden’s crib and dresser based on our existing furniture and decor. I did not want a separate changing table (or one attached to the crib) because it is a temporary necessity. Plus, this crib converts into a toddler and day bed, then, with additional rails and mattress, a full-size bed. Kamden, your Mom and Dad love you very much but if you want different furniture in your room, it is YOUR responsibility to purchase and assemble replacements. You’ve been properly notified. =)
This framed print was a gift from Nana, my maternal grandmother. She purchased it at an antique shop in Louisville, Kentucky decades ago and has had it displayed in her home for as long as I can remember. I don’t know anything about its origin or the artist. It’s in pencil and shows the bond between a mother and son.
Zulily – where I purchased these four prints – is bad news for my bank account. I
love hate online retailers who accept my PayPal so willingly!!! The artsy-fartsy (Husband’s words, not mine) frames are from Michaels and were cheaper than expected with a coupon and teacher’s discount.
Kamden’s nursery may not be magazine-worthy, but it’s stocked with everything he could possibly need and lots of love.