Everyone lives on a spectrum (budget? time?) when it comes to the desire to have a dedicated, decorated, baby room. On one end, there are those who call in an interior designer and mull over colour mood boards whilst picking out the appropriate white shearling rug to have under the bespoke cloud rocking horse. When mags cover a celebrity ‘nursery reveal’ that’s certainly what we are led to believe. On the middle of the spectrum, are those like myself, who enjoy putting together a little space, with a few beautiful things that reflects their own style and taste that they will likely teach their baby. That is until the baby learns to talk and demands luridly coloured licensed bed sheets and a frozen foam sofa. This baby room journey, however, is often only reserved for baby numero uno.
Cue baby number tres. We are rapidly outgrowing our semi and even having a baby room has come into question “Where are we going to put the baby”?, “Who will he share with?” “Should we renovate again? No! We are NOT renovating again”.