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I never nested when I was pregnant with Miss P.  In fact I used to think the term “nesting” was a bunch of bull pushed down our throats by baby product companies.  (Did I mention I was working for a baby product company at the time?)  But alas, here I am pregnant with #2 and nesting like a crazy person.  I think it’s because I know what to expect and feel like I should be getting organized.  The problem is I can’t get organized because I’m focused on silly things like decorating a nursery.  Martha Stewart I am not (although I did work for her in NYC in 2001) so I was kind of proud of the creativity I shat all over this room in a burst of nesting energy.  Good thing our baby will have a posh pad to sleep in because he won’t have diapers or clothes.

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I purchased a blanket at Ikea circa 2007 that I’ve been in love with ever since so I chose the color theme around that.  (Yes we have an adult bed in our nursery.  It’s convenient to crash on in between night-time feedings.  Also we live in the city and who am I kidding our nursery doubles as a guest room.)

I’m not a fan of plastic fantastic products from China so I won’t buy a traditional mobile.  I wanted something funky and organic and found these tissue paper pom pom’s on Etsy.  I realize the poor bugger won’t be able to focus on them for a long time but hey, they look neat in the meantime, right?

I bought these wooden letters on Etsy and painted them myself at 9pm on a random Wednesday.  My husband came down the stairs, saw me covered in gray paint, and went right back up.

 

I found these clothespins in a catalog that I okay’ed myself to read while pregnant.  I think it was called Ballard Designs; it seemed pretty neutral.  (I don’t allow myself to browse catalogs while pregnant because I find the skinny models and articles about healthy eating and great sex tips extremely annoying.)

I loved the simple message on this Etsy print…

and purchased the frame at Target where I found this canvas at the bottom of a discount bin…

…which inspired me to organize Hubby’s baseball hats and turn them into a wall mural.  When he saw this he asked “Um, do I still get to wear them?”

And then it got weird.

I don’t even know what to say about this other than the truth: I painted a random rectangle on a blank wall and hung a bird on a wire from the ceiling down in front of it.

I often catch Hubby just shaking his head at this:

Probably should have stopped right before the mural full of dirty old baseball hats, huh?

Sorry, Martha.

 

 

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