you are my wild - carson's nursery tour.

Carson's Nursery-1 Carson's Nursery-3 Carson's Nursery-4 Carson's Nursery-21Carson's Nursery-6 Carson's Nursery-7 Carson's Nursery-9 Carson's Nursery-10 Carson-12 Carson's Nursery-8Carson's Nursery-23Carson's Nursery-11 Carson's Nursery-12 Carson's Nursery-15 Carson's Nursery-22Carson's Nursery-16 Carson's Nursery-17 Carson's Nursery-18 Carson's Nursery-24 Last year I fell in love with the You Are My Wild photography project, and decided it would be a perfect theme for Carson's nursery. Brett and I had an ongoing joke throughout my pregnancy that Carson was going to be our "wild child" because Everett has always been pretty cautious and mild-mannered. I mean, I'm not wishing for a wild child by any means, but the nursery turned out pretty cute, right?

Also: it's a little bit ironic that the messiest person in our house has the cleanest room. I'll enjoy it while it lasts.

Crib + Rocker: Buy Buy Baby Side table + feather decals: Target Corner ladder: Overstock Rhino print: Naptime Diaries RockaROO baby swing: 4moms Safari animal watercolors: Caravan Shoppe Tree art: Instathis Zebra "Be You" print: Patti Murphy Boutique Dreamcatcher clay feather mobile: DIY (used this tutorial) Gold wild banner: My Charming Colors Giraffe lamp base: World Market

on making room.

Where my heart resides I'll be the first to admit: I always knew I was going to be the type of momma to go a little overboard on the nursery. I knew there would be a well-developed Pinterest board, a neutral color scheme, and plenty of non-baby decor items neatly arranged on top of the dresser. I knew people were going to roll their eyes at me.

Some of you are probably rolling your eyes right now.

That's okay.

Because halfway through decorating Everett's nursery, I realized something about the process. I realized that my attention to detail and obsessive compulsive tendencies were less about making a Pinterest-perfect room and more about simply making room

There I was---six months pregnant---folding and re-folding neat stacks of freshly washed burp cloths, having the epiphany of a lifetime.

I was making room In my heart. In the dresser. In the closet. In my marriage. In my home. In my life.

In my everything. 

That nursery became a sanctuary for me---a place where I could let my mind wander and spend intentional time focusing on the tiny life growing inside of me. I spent hours upon hours in that room, arranging globes and hanging maps, folding onesies and stocking the diaper drawer with unopened creams and lotions. As I moved around the room shifting items on the bookcase, I wondered what our baby would look like, sound like, be like. I wondered if he would love to read like his mom and if he would be good at basketball like his dad.

With every folded onesie and pinwheel tacked to the wall, I felt a little more ready, a little more connected, a little more prepared. It was therapeutic. Cathartic. Peaceful. I found myself drawn to that room every afternoon, straightening books on the shelves and fluffing the pillow on the rocking chair. I moved the teddy bear to the left of the crib, then back to the right, then back to the left again. I carefully analyzed every item in that room, every sock, every piece of art on the walls. I could have described every last detail in a police report if I needed to.

That nursery was more than a nursery. It was the room where I made room---for him, for us, for all of it.

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As I approach the ninth month of my second pregnancy, I have found myself spending more and more time in this baby's room. I feel guilty admitting that his nursery has been more of an afterthought, but that's the truth. I have only just now started putting the room together, with seven weeks of pregnancy left to go.

It has been hard to focus, to be intentional, to feel connected to this life growing inside of me while the first life that grew inside of me is running around the house like a monkey jumping off the couch and asking for more crackers. If it wasn't for the fact that none of my clothes fit and I have to pee every sixteen minutes, I might occasionally forget that I'm pregnant altogether.

And I really, really hate that. 

So, for the next seven weeks, I'm giving myself permission to turn back into that crazy, eye-roll-inducing momma. I'm giving myself permission to fold and re-fold the onesies, to meticulously arrange feather decals on the wall, to sort the books alphabetically if I feel like it. I'm going to find room in the budget for a new rug, and I'm going to order that $26 print off Etsy that compliments our theme so perfectly. I apologize in advance for the instagrams that will surely follow.

But I hope at least now you see---this nursery is not about the elephant crib sheets or the adorable giraffe lamp or the dream catchers hanging on the wall. And those other mommas over there? It might not be about their birdcages and twig wreaths and vintage dresser knobs.

For some of us, it's simply about making room. In our hearts. In our dressers. In our closets. In our everything.

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Everett's nursery tour + Baby #2's Pinterest board p.s. I'm back on HuffPo today (!!!) defending two-year-olds

oh, the places you'll go - everett's nursery tour.

Welcome to Everett's nursery! As soon as we found out Everett was a boy, I knew I wanted to do a travel theme with airplanes and maps in his room. In the six years Brett and I have lived in this house, we have never put so much effort into one of our bedrooms. I vividly remember sitting on the floor in that room, big and pregnant, painting a globe and cutting map triangles while Brett hung up the paper lanterns. The nursery became my sweet escape while I was pregnant; whether I was shopping for airplanes or painting globes or folding teeny tiny onesies to put away in his dresser, all of it made me feel closer to Everett. I loved scouring the web and local thrift stores for unique treasures and watching the room come together week after week. And now he's here, 12 weeks old today, and his room is still my favorite room in the whole house. I can't wait for him to get a little older so he can really enjoy it.

Here's where we bought everything...

Crib & rocker: Buy Buy Baby Dresser & bookshelf: Craigslist Chalkboard globe, paper cloud mobile, map fans, map lampshade, map bunt banner: DIY Map clock: Pottery Barn Kids My Roots Lie Here Print: Children Inspire Aviator teddy bear: Amazon Airplane blueprint crib quilt: made by Everett's Great Grandmother from this fabric ordered from Spoonflower Paper lanterns: Paper Lantern Store Burlap hanging lampshade: Cost Plus Map pillow: IKEA Vintage airplane music box: 57th Antique Row

Over-the-crib collage; Square vintage airplane photos: Charlene Precious "Learn To Fly" tin sign: Street vendor in NYC "Travel the World" print: Jennifer Pugh Studios Personalized Ashlee & Brett Greece map print: Define Design 11 Aviation Calendar: Vintage, circa 1962 (from Brett's grandfather) "Oh the places you'll go" print and "E" map sign: DIY Paper airplane embroidery: homemade gift from my best friend Lauren