… but baby real baby is definitely a GIRL.
Girls are so hard.
As in, decorating for one and picking clothes that don’t hurt your head.
After much agony, I think D and I have settled on the direction for the nursery. I say agony because it has been really hard to pick something not too “baby”, something that can grow up without having to re-do EVERYTHING (I’m fine with re-doing things, just not in like… a year), and something that doesn’t make your brain explode from tacky overload.
We’re thinking gingham bedding + blue seersucker roman shades.
Don’t worry – we are working in some pink. In the closet. In fact, I’m painting it today.
We’re planning to pull in some of the red from the bedroom in storage containers + accessories. Kind of Olivia the pig style. No plans to actually use Olivia the pig, but I do admire her style of mixing the pink and red. That fake pig has way more style than Miss Piggy.