A Very Short Rant and Nursery Ideas

Hi guys.

Did any of you see the news about Kaley Cuoco Sweeting a week or so ago?  You can follow the link there, but when asked if she considered herself a feminist, she answered, "Is it bad if I say no?"

Girlfriend got all kinds of hate.

She mentioned how she likes being a housewife and serving her husband, and people went crazy- so much so that she felt the need to issue an apology for her comments.  Seriously?!  What is wrong with that?  I'm all for equal pay, being respected, not being doormats and all that, but I wouldn't consider myself a feminist either.  When did that become a reason to hate on fellow women?

Ok, rant over.  Please don't hate me for not burning my bra.

Can we talk nursery?  Please, oh please, can we? 

I'm fairly certain that I, at one point, promised I would write to you about things other than pregnancy, babies, and the like, but... it's still a pretty consuming concept.  Forgive me. Por favor.

I've had many high hopes for Spare Oom over the last year and half.  Obviously I dreamed that we would have this sweet, little guest room for when family came to visit.  It was also going to be the Mister's study, a room for me to put my face on in the morning, and basically a project room.

I wish I had taken pictures of it now.  It had a few weeks spaced out in that year and a half where it looked like a decent guest room/study.  For the last few months, however, it has been a labyrinth of junk that you must carefully maneuver through if you need to find something so that you don't trip and fall and become lost forever.

(This, folks, would be why my dad keeps telling me that getting a bigger place is not always the way to go because you magically find ways to fill it up with stuff that you don't need.) 

Well, I brought forth my proposal to start working on the room early because it will be so much more difficult to do when I'm waddling around, looking like I have a beach ball under my shirt.  The Mister, thankfully, agreed.  We can now walk in and around the room.  Huzzah. 

Now the fun part can begin. 

One of Jered's coworkers is selling us his like-new crib at a generous price, so that is awesome.  My parents got me/us a gorgeous rocking chair from Cracker Barrel for Christmas that I'm going to find/make cushions for.  Then all we want to find is a very inexpensive dresser that could double as a changing table.  (Or if the Craigslist fates are on our side, one of those combo dresser/changing tables.)

I'm pleased to say that Jered and I are finding that our tastes are lining up really well, and not just because he's telling me to do whatever I want and that he doesn't really care.  In fact, our tastes are lining up so much, that my friend at work laughed and said I've been around Jered too long when I showed her this crib sheet that I love:



 



You know, she's probably right.  I don't know that I would have given this a second glance a couple years ago, but now I'm in love with it.

Even though Jered would love for me to come up with my own ideas, I can't help perusing Pinterest on the daily to look for details that stand out to me.  I mean, have you looked at Pinterest nurseries?  They're amazing.

Yesterday Jered had me draw out "exactly" how I want the nursery to look.  I don't know what that looks like still, but I drew out a tentative idea.

Basically we are both leaning towards a simple, woodsy kind of theme, which if you know Jered at all, you will find shocking, I'm sure.  It seems like neither of us are really into the traditional, overly cutesy, baby look.   I also like the idea of using some animals that maybe aren't as popular when it comes to nurseries.  I saw an adorable hedgehog stuffed animal recently that I kind of fell in love with.  I think maybe it's my slight aversion to the traditional baby looks, or maybe just the strong "gendered" colors that makes me like them in their realistic colors too.

 

 

Aren't these guys cute?  I have one similar that might have to come out of the Christmas ornament box and become a staple in Baby J's room.



 

Jered pointed out that we currently have several items on our bookshelf that would work for the look we have in mind.  They include an owl bookend, a wooden bird Joel brought Jered from Jamaica, a few classic books like The Swiss Family Robinson, Huckleberry Finn, and The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, a sketch I did of a little raccoon when Jered had Lucius, and some other trinkets.

 

I'm dying to have a fur rug in there.  Mom thinks it would be ideal if I used one of Dad's bear rugs, which I might agree with, if it weren't for the teeth and sharp claws.  Not exactly crawling-baby/barefoot-middle-of-the-night-mommy friendly.

 

 

While I think this one is lovely, we have beige/tannish carpet, so I'm wondering if one of these might pop a little more.

 

 

 

Don't worry animal lovers- we're talking faux fur here.  Although, Jered does have a deer hide he would have loved to use for this.  I'm just afraid it would blend into the carpet too much.  Maybe it can be a wall hanging...

 

When it comes down to it, two things stand out as accents that we both really want in the room.  One is the rug.  The other is something like one of these:

 

 

 

I am so enamored by these!  Maybe I have been spending too much time with Jered.  Ha.  I've seen several stuffed animal ones, but for some reason I feel like those would be more traumatizing to a child.  I'm probably crazy. 

 

Well, I think that's about it.  If any of you are creative and want to give me some brilliant ideas that I can pass off to Jered as my own, share away! 

 

Talk to you later,

 

Aim