Since I’ve started the projects for my babygirl’s Big-Girl Room, I thought I’d share her nursery with you. And while she has a smaller room than her brother, and sadly only one sliver of a window, she hasn’t exactly been slumming it in a plain ole room:
(These are old pics I dug up, so they aren’t great.)
My mom gifted her with Pottery Barn bedding, and we designed the room around the dark pink/celery/turquoise palette. Even before she was born I knew she wouldn’t be a sweet pastelly kind of gal.
I freehand painted the scallop pattern around the top of all four walls using Martha Stewart for Sherwin Williams ‘Bouganvilla’, then we used painters tape to paint a straight turquoise stripe over the pale celery color. The birds are actually cut from cardboard and mounted on the stripe with a piece of Velcro. It gives them some dimension and realistic shadows…and I think the ‘Bird on a Wire’ is a fun touch without giving it a ‘theme.’
I ‘Pizz-Azzed’ basic Ikea mirrors and Target shelves by adding ribbon and beaded trim:
We took the sliding doors off her closet because they didn’t allow full access to the shelves. I meant to go back and paint the inside of her closet, but trimming out the shelves with ribbon was as far as I got:
Nurseries are always such special rooms, and this one was no different. We’ve had a lot of sweet times in her room:
Of course, those nursery pics were taken before she was even born! It didn’t actually look like that for long. The room has grown up with her a little, and this is how it looks these days:
Still pretty cute, but definitely ready to move up to a big girl room worthy of a 4-year old!
Play kitchen and electric ‘aquarium’ replaced the changing table:
LOTS more baby dolls and their accessories added:
Baskets from the changing table moved to the closet, along with more toys, more clothes and more books:
Dress-up clothes replaced the sweet baby dress:
It’s funny, I hadn’t realized until this post … the background of Hi Sugarplum! is the same color of her room! Guess I’m drawn to it. Perhaps that’s why I’ve drug my feet letting her room grow up, I’m trying to hold on to her last morsels of babyness. But as you see, my Silly-Bandz-wearing, Tattoo-covered, No-hairbrush babygirl is no longer a baby. {gulp}
Are you guilty of keeping a nursery too long longer than your child wanted?