Millie’s nursery is still a work in progress. Since we moved just a few weeks before my due date, we basically just got the big stuff done before she arrived. Now, during nap times, I’m playing around with the details! The room itself is super minimal – grays and white, a subtle star theme. I will share a blog post all about it when the room is “complete” but today I want to share a super simple DIY I just completed because it is obsession-worthy.
Meet Hello Maypole. They do one thing and they do it well: curated felt ball sets. The colors they partner together create gorgeous garlands or wreaths (you can also order specific sets already crafted into these options), but there’s really no limit to what you could do with them. If there’s a color scheme you love, you could even just sit them out in a cool vintage vase or container. I chose to purchase two sets of the Second Star to the Right color scheme and string them into garlands myself. Hello Maypole also sells needles and baker’s twine, so you can get everything you need in one place.
Happy Valentine’s Day! Since the baby was born, we’ve gotten into the routine of Benn having some uninterrupted Millie-time on Saturday afternoons while I run around and get things done. One of the things that’s been on my to-do list the last few Saturdays is, of course, an at-home manicure! This week, I am wearing these romantic roses on my nails for Valentine’s Day and I love them. It felt like it had been so long since I did some free-hand nail art and I was quickly reminded why I always loved it so much.
During the skin-to-skin time after Millie was born, all the chaos was over and the doctor and the nurses all left and Benn and I were alone in the room – with this brand new, helpless, miniature human that we had no idea what to do with. I can’t believe they left us alone with her! I hope the nurse comes back soon! I actually said that out loud, and Benn laughed and agreed. No one has a clue what they’re doing with their first baby, but I also felt like it was odd that I didn’t really know this person. What was I supposed to say to her? What was I supposed to feel?
It’s not that I didn’t feel any connection to her – she’d grown inside me for nine months and I’d felt her kick and move. I knew when she liked to be active. I knew how to care for her inside me by taking the right vitamins and avoiding the proper things. I immediately wanted to do what was best for her and make her feel safe. I cared deeply for her. But I still didn’t know her.