Last night the temperature in our bedroom dropped to below 15 degrees. It is barely even September. This completely unacceptable, but unsurprising since we live in a concrete box with open vents to the windy world beyond.
So, we're all moving in to the nursery. It is smaller so we can heat it with ease and much less draughty.
Although, it is not yet a nursery as such, more a massive pile of Hubble's design books, my old clothes and things to be ebayed The beginnings of the nursery are there, it just got waylaid somewhere between birth and now.
It was supposed to look more like this
Or perhaps like this
It currently looks like this.
Not really the look I was going for. I have a very busy weekend ahead trying to reconcile my dreams with reality. Wish me luck!
x
I so know that feeling! Somehow well before my little one was born I started storing things in her nursery, then she arrived and a new mama hardly had a moment to bathe let alone deal with decor. This week as my little lady is now 14 months we finished her room. Bliss! Love your pretty blog. Will be back, often;) x ashley
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