“They’re just a baby”, I said. “They won’t take up much room”, she said. “We won’t need to change a thing for at least a few months until they’re crawling”, we said.
How wrong were we.
It goes without saying that the second bedroom of our house would of course be their room. Their nursery. But what we didn’t imagine was for it to bleed downstairs into the lounge or into the bathroom, or even our bedroom for that matter! T isn’t even moving yet and already our house can look like a bomb has hit it on some days.
At the start, we had every intention of making sure that whilst T was a baby, a lot of the every day items would return to his room at the end of the day.
How. Wrong. Were. We.
‘scuse the mess (a common phrase)
Not only a feeding room, but now a play zone and general baby room. We lost this room around week two when the travel cot came downstairs when I gave up taking the Moses basket up and down stairs.
The coffee table got pushed to the wall, the play mat stopped being dismantled around week 4 and now gets put into the travel cot at night to stop the cats from sleeping on either items.
His Nuna seat is part of the seating arrangement somewhat and his car seat remains in the hallway. Don’t get me started on the amount of muslins or dribble bibs we find draped across chairs! I’m surprised I’m still taking him upstairs to change him!
What was once our haven for all things pampering is now a haven for bath seats, baby shampoo, and bath toys.
Hooded towels sit on the edge of the radiator whilst the dentinox sits next to our radox. The top and tail bowl has taken the place where our flannels once sat, and there are more wash cloths here than the shelf in IKEA where we bought them.
The Moses basket is a given, but in addition to this I’ve accumulated a breast pump on my bedside cabinet, (“it’ll go back in the box after every use”, I said), a Gro Egg, a never ending basket of washing, and several pairs of T’s socks where they’ve been emptied from my pockets. The wife also has a nasal aspirator and more toys than Hamleys on her bedside cabinet.
I don’t really know when these changes happened, although to be honest I’m impressed with myself for allowing it. But looking round the house today made me realise that a baby has now well and truly moved in and made themselves right at home!