I love the sconce, but I also hate it because it's right in the middle of that wall so I can't put a long shelf there. I really wanted a shelf where I could put little doodads, butt paste, or whatever I don't feel like officially putting away when I become a lazy, bleary-eyed mother. I went to Goodwill looking for some smaller "shelfy" items to revamp and use above the changing pad. Here's what I got:
The shelf was $3 and the little peg rail was $2. I removed those ugly pegs because I had other plans, and got to sanding and spraying with my favorite primer:
Then I gave them both a coat of BM Satin Impervo in Decorator's White - the same paint we used in the kitchen and on the little nightstand in the nursery. I had some knobs I wanted to use in the room, from Hobby Lobby. These awesome letter knobs....
And these blue-striped beauties...
I feel like I'm giving a gang sign in this picture. Anyway, I knew the letter knobs would work best on the larger shelf because of how fat they were. So, the blue stripes made their home on this little guy:
I can't wait to hang some toys from these knobs. Or, dirty baby drawers....whatever! For the large shelf, I cut these wonky paper circles to roughly the same size as the letter knobs to figure out what spacing worked best.
Then I drilled some holes and tested out the knobs. They do need to be cut off on the back, we already broke a hack saw on one, so we need a new plan. Ideas?
And that how I made a cute shelf for baby.
Yep, it's his nickname.
We chose his name the easy way - we put our dad's middle names together and called it perfect. Ashford is Shaun's dad's, and Douglas is mine, in case you were curious.
I think we will get him a smoking jacket and a little monocle, because a kid named Ashford Douglas Hilton really needs a monocle. And hopefully he actually becomes a millionaire, since he already sounds like one. I was 38.5 weeks in these shots, I'm 39 weeks today and I'm so ready to meet him!
I'm sleeping 'ok', still rocking my heels (this is how you do it, Jessica Simpson!), and I'm not experiencing very much swelling or heartburn. Instead, I have extreme linebacker stanky-awful sweating, amazingly tight and painful belly skin that is constantly tested by my child's acrobatics, and a general hatred of most foods. I am holding steady at 34 pounds gained for the past few weeks, and haven't seen a stretch mark yet. Here's hoping Ash makes his appearance before I fill up like a water balloon!