Finally, a nursery!

We did it.

All it took was less than 2 hours over one weekend in the last month to get rid of one bed in the guest room, stick a cot in there, re-arrange the furniture a little, plaster on some instant colourful pictures on the empty wall and voila! The long-awaited nursery is done.

While Spud started out in our room in her own cot when we left the hospital (frequent night nursing and new parents anxiety as main reasons), we did have every intention to move her into her own bedroom at a later stage.

And now, 5 months later, the deed is done. We think the time has come for her to get acquainted with her own room so her parents can finally have some privacy. It is also especially timely since we have been able to get her to sleep through the night sometime last month (Yay! Yay! Yay!)

Now, Spud has a room to call her own. Or should I say, now Spud finally has a room to call her own after her parents spent months and months procrastinating doing up her nursery, simply because they could not be bothered.

Actually, more my fault than Silver Bullet’s! [Silver Bullet was more excited than I was about doing up a proper nursery] In fact, I shoulder all the blame as despite the incessant nagging I got from Aunty Antsy who kept bugging me about Spud’s nursery since my 2nd trimester of pregnancy, I somehow just could not find the motivation to do it. The thought of other parents spending a lot of effort, not to mention tons of money for the baby’s nursery is beyond me. It was just  too tedious to put into action. Simply put, I just could not be bothered to start decorating the room.

But Spud’s sleeping through the night (on most nights) in the last month was a big factor to have her move out of our room. Hence, we finally got on to our arses and did it!

In fact, we both were pleasantly surprised at how well the room turned out (by our standards, of course) with such a minimalist approach to the interior design. I am really proud of our work. Proud that they were all done in record’s time! Prouder still (and dare I say) that her room actually does look and feel super cozy. It actually looks like a proper room – more proper than our boring master bedroom!

Me being the half glass empty person was initially expecting some drama from Spud with the room switch – at least in the first few days. However, I am glad to say that there were no violent meltdowns during the transition.

Apart from screaming her head off in the very first morning she woke up alone in a strange room, she has otherwise been able to act civil by falling asleep rather quickly when she was tucked in after her daily bedtime ritual. It has now been almost a month of Spud sleeping on her own, and it does seem like she is getting used to her sleeping and waking up in her own room.

Some mornings, she wakes up without a peep and when we finally enter her room, she would be on her stomach, cooing away while flashing you her brightest megawatt smile.

While it may appear kindergarten to some (I mean, what is the big deal of moving a baby to another room when she is not supposed to be in the same room in the first place, right?), for us, her moving to another room and away from us at night marked an achievement. For us, it depicted more than just baby steps - it was another milestone into parenthood. (Hey! What do you know...we grew up too! :D)

I have to say though, while we both are glad to have our privacy back, and some nights, a break from the usually broken sleeps, we, in fact do miss having her around in our room!

Strange what parenthood does to such fragile human beings like us.

Here's a peek of our handiwork:

Ok. It's a frickin' zoo alright. Nothing girly. And that's the way (aha aha) I like it (aha aha).