Redesigning the office/guest bedroom into a nursery/guest bedroom has been an on & off 5 month project. My concept is to have a contemporary Peter Pan theme. I’m also thinking of balancing the fact that it’s also a guest bedroom. I’ve no intention of making it a literal Peter Pan motif but pick up some inspiration from the Walt Disney’s Peter Pan pictures below:
From the above pictures, I came up w/ my color palette of Salem Blue, Butter, Pistachio Green & Snowy Mount:
My hubby painted the walls & we hired a wallpaper installer to hang the wallpaper we bought from Lowe’s. It’s a Damask print from York Wallcoverings.
I have 4 more weeks to finish this room before the baby comes. It’s really different when you’re designing for yourself & designing for a client.
23 weeks into my pregnancy, I started enrolling myself & my hubby into “Babywise Education” in our preferred hospital. Since we’re first time parents, we practically enrolled in every seminar possible. There’s the Maternity Tour, Breastfeeding, Infant Safey & CPR, Babycare & Parenting, & Childbirth Preparation (Lamaze). I really don’t know what to expect but I learned that the classes filled up really early. Well, considering we’re having an increase in live births per year in the US according to the New York Times article, “2007 U.S. Births Break Baby Boom Record,” by Erik Eckholm. He said that there were about 4,317,000 births in 2007 which surpassed the 1957 figure at the height of the baby boom. I wonder if this trend will continue since US is currently having a recession.
We’d also started window shopping for necessities to our incoming little squirt. We registered at Target, BabiesRUs & Amazon. We went to the stores and I just realized there were a gazillion of parents shopping for their kids. I consider myself a veteran shopper but going to the Baby’s Department was like being Alice in Wonderland. So many choices! — it was fun & yet confusing.
Then I started researching about the “first year” of having a baby. What are the choices for child care? I’m conflicted. I do love to personally take care of my baby & at the same time provide for him. I guess, it really depends on a family’s situation. But in our case, having just one provider in the family is not really an option in these economic times. In addition to that, I do feel empowered & complete as a person working on my art & design. So, I started looking for a daycare center. And guess what? This one that we really like, affordable & reputable in our city have a waiting list that have parents queuing up since 2007! I put my name on the list anyways, praying that we won’t have to wait that long. Tip: you can actually put your unborn child on the list for some daycare centers. Just ask nicely, though.
Going through these things made me appreciate my parents more. Learning to become a parent is enlightening. Yes, it helps that there are seminars these days but there’s no actual child-proof rearing manual but I’m learning that you just have to take it one day at a time. Things that your parents told you aeons ago, comes back to haunt you. It is amusing how parenthood comes to a full circle from parent to a child who is becoming a parent.
4 weeks ago, I was planning to have a mammogram which led me to finding out that I was pregnant. I’d mistaken the symptoms for something else. A week after that, I learned I was already 3 months on the way. How strange. I felt normal…it seems that nothing has changed. There’s no morning sickness (thank God!). And yet, that first week I was in shock. My hubby & I were trying before & then stopped — but we do want to have a baby someday. I really don’t know what it means: becoming a mother.
I started researching the internet on what to do & what not to do as an expectant mom. I realized I did everything wrong on that first three clueless months: I drank coffee & green tea everyday, I occasionally went to bars where people smoke, I eat lots of spicy tuna roll, I work out vigorously. And yet he/she survived. The baby wants to live. I think the baby’s saying it’s about time.
Now, what does it mean to me being an artist or just simply for me. The impending dread of a lifestyle change is coming. My selfishness ways will be cut short. My body is freakingly changing! But as I look at the screen of the sonogram and before me a blob of figure is manifesting into this fragile being with the heart beating so strongly, I felt tears well up for joy. I was thinking about the baby and not “me” for the first time. A strange mixture of feelings came over me: a sense of calmness, protectiveness, and faith that everything will be alright.
As my new doctor gave me the print out of the sonogram, I just stood in awe and wonder at God’s creation. He is still the greatest artist of all times.