I had my ideas for the nursery set in stone. I was going to have white walls with grey polka dots, then splashes of chartreuse for an accent throughout the room.
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| photo originally found here. |
Then ehh, maybe all grey walls with pale white polka dots.
Then I realized my walls are far too heavily textured to ever achieve the perfect polka dot and I do not want to drive my poor pregnant self crazy.
So. Scratch the polka dots. We'll do grey walls with one accent wall of chartreuse. Paint colors were picked out. Everything was good to go. Until Justin said "let's go get paint then."
*cue brakes coming to a screeching halt*
All of the sudden I hate grey walls. They depress me. The oppress me. The just mess with me. No grey. No chartreuse. I just want white.
"White?" he says. "You know we're only doing this once."
More panic. Do I want white? Do I want a color? Will I change my mind once every 3 weeks for the next 27 weeks making 9 total nursery decoration changes?
I consulted my pinterest "For when I have a squishy babe" pin board. I definitely want white walls. Then I did something stupid. I consulted the website Houzz. Ridiculously amazing nurseries. And I saw it. The one. After much research, and a conversation with Justin about how he can either know the price, or just be blissfully unaware and I'll be happy. He chose blissfully unaware. I think? Anyways. White walls, with an accent of THIS:
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| photo originally from here. |
So cute. Gender neutralish... If I have a girl I'll add some girlish accents and presto. Plus, I would have loved it as a little girl. The elephants! The birds! The lambs!
White paint is bought. Carpet is shampooed.
That's the plan. This week.
Here is my inspiration picture.
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