The nursery: the vision versus the reality

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Reality check: my Pinterest- and Olio board-fueled vision for a nursery may not happen.  I’m slowly coming around to this realization.  Early on, I dreamed of a picture-perfect nursery.  Gender neutral, even for our baby boy, everything carefully curated and designed thanks to my Pinterest board and Olio board dedicated to the subject.  Some things would be borrowed, some would be purchased new, others would be hand made or repurposed.  Baby Boy and I would relax, play and nurse in a well-decorated, coordinated-but-not-too-matchy-matchy baby haven.  It’s nice to have dreams, right?

 

The nursery inspiration, courtesy of olioboard.com.  Check out the cute owl knobs for the dresser!
The nursery inspiration, courtesy of olioboard.com. Check out the cute owl knobs for the dresser!

Then, reality hits.

 

We’re about a month away from Baby Boy’s birth.  We’re still in the midst of a kitchen renovation; we’re at the point where we have a functioning space, but a lot more needs to be done.  There are about a half a dozen other home improvement projects that have popped up on our fixer-upper since we started the kitchen renovation, all which need addressing before the winter weather gets any worse, or before Baby Boy arrives.  And then, there’s the nursery.

 

When we moved in a few months ago, our extra furniture and storage boxes found temporary homes in one of the three bedrooms upstairs, without much rhyme or reason.  Needless to say, the room designated for the nursery got the same treatment, knowing we’d come back to that space later to organize and decorate.  Although, not much has changed in the room months later, unless you count the generous baby shower gifts from friends and family that have been added to the pile.  With Baby Boy’s arrival quickly approaching, I’m wondering when we’ll be able to sort all of it out to make even a moderately functioning room.  I’m quickly abandoning my idea of a perfectly decorated nursery in exchange for the basics: “We need a crib, a dresser and a place to sit and nurse—can we make that happen?”

 

Our current reality.  No adorable owl knobs in sight!  photo via genagolas
Our current reality. No adorable owl knobs in sight!                                                           photo via genagolas

 

Maybe some day soon I’ll surprise you with an updated photo of how it has all come perfectly together, despite our disorganization and deadline.  And, then again, maybe not.  I suppose this is one of many lessons I’ll learn as a parent—control what you can, let go of what you can’t, and roll with the punches.  In any case, we’ll enjoy our early days with Baby Boy, whether or not he has those perfect owl knobs on his newly refinished dresser.

5 comments on “The nursery: the vision versus the reality”

  1. Don’t feel bad. Our baby didn’t get a nursery until 3 months after she was born because my husband had to finish putting down hardwood floors in there. He didn’t understand what the big rush was for. That’s okay, she slept in the newborn cradle of the pack-n-play in the living room or a small crib in our bedroom until then.

  2. Thanks for the honest picture here! And I can totally identify with this … I imagine every room in my house the way I want it. And then there’s the reality.

  3. This is great! Don’t worry too much over the nursery. Our baby basically lived in our room for at least three months. So you might have a little more time. I def want to see pics of your new kitchen though!

  4. Love this: “I suppose this is one of many lessons I’ll learn as a parent—control what you can, let go of what you can’t, and roll with the punches.” That is SO very true when it comes to parenting, and well, just about everything else!

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