I deep cleaned my kitchen, wiping out the microwave and vacuuming the cracks of our walnut floor. I baked brownies simply for the smell that perforated through the kitchen. I almost replaced my coconut, lime, and tropical scented wallflowers with my favorite fall scents, but forced myself to wait until at least September.
It's begun. Even if I wasn't pregnant, I'd be nesting. It's that time of year again. As the dog days of summer draw to a close, I transition to the next season with a new welcome mat. Closets get cleaned, floors get waxed, and pillows get washed. The grilling cookbooks are replaced with the comfort food ones, and soon, mums, pumpkins, and tri-colored leaves will replace shriveled petunias and wilted impatients.
But this year, as I slowly begin to crave a mug of spicy cider and a stack of blueberry pancakes, my nesting is a little different.
Today, I tied a bumper on a crib, rearranged a growing collection of books until they were perfect, and positioned a changing table pad. I rearranged dresser drawers to make room for more itty bitty clothes, and found the perfect place for a family of stuffed animals. Although the nursery isn't quite finished, I'd say it's ready for a sweet, sleeping baby.
Since I found out we were having a baby boy, I've been planning, dreaming, and scheming plans for his nursery. While Beau was trying to bring to life the vision of baby furniture I had floating through my sometimes scattered pregnant brain, I was scouring the internet for theme, inspiration, and budget-friendly decor.
I decided to create a summer surf shack theme. A fresh breath of escape during any month of the year. I love baby blue, but wanted to take it up a notch. I found the perfect bedding, full of bright blues, reds, navys, and greens. Thanks to Pottery Barn Kids, I scored a matching rug, valance, and wall hangings.
Sunday night, after a long day of awkward bending, standing, sitting, and lifting, I dimmed the lights, turned on the stereo, and rocked in Baby J's recliner, a hand-me-down treasure from Beau's Grandma J. This is it, I thought. For the first time in my pregnancy, I felt ready to bring a baby home. I lit a few candles and read my monstrous tummy a few books. It was a peaceful and sweet moment between mommy and baby...
And now, just a few previews of the nursery. I still have a few ideas up my sleeve, but will see how much time I have and how swollen my feet stay over the next month!
Stay tuned for pictures of the furniture! There is a separate post for that!