I was totally stoked to decorate the nursery. Like, started dreaming about it before I even peed on a stick & quite possibly before my husband even knew that I was bitten by the baby bug. I spent hours drooling over Pottery Barn Kids & stalking friends’ baby registries. I researched items & learned about the “best” furniture out there & even thought up color schemes.
So when we learned that Harrison was a boy, I immediately bought the Baby Boats bedding I had been eyeing for months. The day it arrived on the front step, I wrapped the quilt around me & did a little jig. I adored it. Doug & I searched for the perfect shade of navy blue for the top part of the nursery (you can read all about that disaster here).I assembled storage bins & hung the sailboat mobile above the second-hand glider we bought from a good friend. I found a light house & nautical lanterns & even his curtains had a nautical feel as the “sails.”
That summer in a tiny coastal town in North Carolina, I hunted for the perfect lamp in all the little stores. Finally, I found the perfect one – nautical but not cheesy or expected. Doug & I found shells on the beaches of Emerald Isle & we wrote his name & the year & slid them into the lamp. Each year, we’ve added to the collection with a date marked on top of the shell. I loved his room but in hindsight, I wish I had spent more time finding treasures than following a theme. The paint color was changed within 18 months & we never used the quilt. As Harrison’s personality grew & we discovered what he liked, it started reflecting in his room – a picture of a school bus, drawn by my graphic designer. Hooks that held his jackets behind the door. Books in a basket by his bed & Curious George sheets. Black-out curtains. Everything in his room has a purpose, even if it just makes me or him incredibly happy.
His room still “flows,” I think & I love it even more than when it was a put-together theme. Next time, I’ll ditch the theme & just go with what makes me happy.