Nurseries. There can be so much pressure to make them look like they came straight out of a magazine. And, you know, I wanted that for Evie's room. I wanted to create a place for her that was unique and creative and coated with meaning. I wanted to fill her little corner of our small garage apartment with pieces and objects and pictures with stories behind them. But I also wanted to be practical and cost-efficient.
Some of what I used was given to us by family and friends. Some decorations are from my baby shower. Some things were thrifted. Some things I just had already. Some are from IKEA (nowhere else can you find a crib for 70 bucks, just saying).
The little bench was, ironically, Mike's time-out bench as a kid and given to us by his grandma. I just redeemed it from its former, slightly depressing purpose by painting it a bright aqua-ish color and using it as a shelf.
The pinwheels were from my baby shower, and it sure was tricky trying to make them stay attached to the wall by themselves. I resolved this by using a cork board a friend gave me, glueing old book pages to it and then hot-glueing the pin wheels to that.
Evie's room isn't pristine. Heck, I'm still just dumping her dirty clothes on the floor by the changing table, and there is a stack of diapers to the right of her crib...in their original boxes that don't match anything. I haven't perfectly organized everything on the shelves of her changing table (all the blankets and hygiene products are kind of just dumped there), and I still haven't gotten a diaper changing pad (we are still just using the travel one because apparently regular diaper changing pads are made of real classy materials that cost a lot of money, such as plastic).
It probably won't win any best-nursery-of-the-year awards, but Evie's room is a room of her own and a room, if I dare say so myself, to be proud of.
After all, it was put together with love.