The minute I found out I was pregnant I sprang into action creating Pinterest Boards for the nursery that I Knew my baby would love! I had the idea set from beginning and had planned to keep it pretty gender neutral so that I could start planning prior to finding out the sex of the baby. I also still have residual trauma from my all pink (anglaise) childhood bedroom… Sorry mom!
I decided to pay homage to my African roots and go with a “Chic” Safari theme. I have a guilty obsession with animal print and a not so secret love for Zebras so I was excited to get planning.
Much to my fear and hesitation, hubby decided that he was going to take on the task of painting the room. Me, being just a little OCD and controlling had to really let go (or pretend to) and trust that this would get done (perfectly) at some point before the baby arrived. I definitely had the phone number of the professionals in my back pocket just in case.
I am super lucky that hubby let me run with this nursery and was available to execute whatever ridiculous request I came up with … like when I told him the baby needed a functional walk in closet … I used Rubbermaid Configurations Set and it’s been great.
I knew that a comfy rocker was something I really wanted and also learnt that an important thing to make sure is that you can get up out of it with no hands as most of the time you will be holding baby! Who knew!!
And a little over a year later, mama and baby are still loving this nursery. Thank you to everyone who supported me during my pain-staking decision making process…
I feel like I’ve always defined myself by what I was doing or what career path I took. As a child I was a dancer, then I was a horse-rider. Then I found my career in Public Relations and loved every second of it. I was constantly planning and attending awesome events. My events could be spotted in the social pages every other month and I felt that my career was something to be proud of.
Then I fell in love, which prompted the universe to tell me to pack up my life and move to a new country… twice. I will never forget my boss at the time asking me if this guy was really worth giving up my career for (Of course my answer was yes and here we sit 9 years later).
I had always considered myself a career woman. Work was first, and babies would come later. It was very important for me to establish myself and climb that proverbial ladder. This turned out harder for me as I had to make a complete career shift a couple of times and constantly felt like I had to start over again, thereby pushing my baby timeline further and further away. I had very strong opinions about the fact that the third bedroom in our new house was NOT a baby’s room, but an office for myself.
I always knew that children would be a big part of my future but career was also a very important part of who I was and what I was striving for. I was one of those people who was always willing and happy to work late into the night and a large part of my many jobs was working 7 days a week, 24 hours a day.
I was constantly trying to “plan” the best time for us to start trying to have kids. Looking at calendars and working things out as if there is a science to how long it would take to get off birth control and get pregnant. Then planning the gestation time and when I would be back at work. I was soon brought to my senses and told that there IS NO GOOD TIME and that there is no true way to manage this process and it’s just something you have to either do or not do… So I did.
And here I now sit, trying to climb that ladder in yet another brand new field. Except now I have a baby, a family, I’m a mom. I’m torn between feeling the need to be a powerful and successful career woman and wanting to stay at home and cuddle my Little Love all day long.
I never thought I would even consider being a stay-at-home-mom and yet now the idea is oddly appealing to me. Luckily I cannot afford to quit my job so the decision doesn’t actually fall into my hands but it’s a strange feeling trying to get to know this new version of myself. This person who turns down happy hours and exciting events to get home at a reasonable hour to bath the baby and put her to bed.
Who is this person who turned her home office into the most adorable nursery?
Because I terrified a bunch of my almost due friends with last week’s post I thought I would try be a little helpful with this week’s entry… Hopefully this is Less scary?!
I feel that a lot of the information that is found online is a little less than helpful in preparing for birth and those first days at home with baby. The best advice I received was from moms I knew that had gone through it. They were able to help my brain sort through the mounds of “You NEED to do this” and let me know what worked for them and what didn’t. Of course everyone is different and every birth and every baby is different, so take all of this with a grain of salt and use what you want and trash the rest.
PS – Show this to your significant others (SO) – they need to be in the know here too!!!