I need to write a blog where I take a moment to vent some frustration.
Make no mistake, I am WELL AWARE that this is not that big of a deal. I know that in the grand scheme of things, this is nothing. Everything will work out just fine and I need to gain some perspective and realize that THERE ARE BIGGER PROBLEMS IN LIFE.
However, in this moment, I need to vent. Okay, we'll go ahead and call it what it is: COMPLAINING.
I picked out furniture for baby girl's nursery and it was perfect and beautiful and lovely AND IT IS NOT GOING TO FIT.
I've spent much of the last two weeks registering for baby items and designing her room. I had scoured the internet and made some awesome decisions regarding her furniture. I picked out everything and was feeling very on top of things scheduling wise and was low stress and all I needed to do was click purchase!
I had a beautiful crib, a changing table/dresser combo and a comfy chair with an ottoman.
However, I asked Grant to come into our little nursery room tonight to mark where all this furniture would go. I read off the dimensions and he measured.
Y'all. THE CHAIR ALONE TOOK UP HALF OF THE ROOM. Literally.
I've been in denial regarding the size of our nursery. It is a tiny, tiny little room. TINY. To make matters worse, there is VERY little wall space. Combine the little wall space with TWO doors on opposite sides of the room and you've got yourself a problem.
I am sure I will be able to find something else that I like, however:
1. It won't have the same vibe I had previously envisioned in my head
2. It won't feel as comfy
3. I am back at Square 1 and have to start all over in my search!
I wanted larger pieces so I could have storage (drawers, shelves etc) and comfort (a big upholstered chair with an ottoman for those early morning feedings) but it doesn't seem like there will be room for that. I won't even have a place to have a table with a lamp on it.
Okay, this has been Jen the Newlywed's Pity Party. Thanks for stopping by. I'm sure you didn't have fun, because who likes to listen to someone whine and moan for what seems like never ending paragraphs?
Sorry. Thanks for listening. I'm gonna get over myself now and realize that there are some real problems in this world, and tiny bedrooms are not one of them. :)