One of the tricky things about not knowing the baby's gender before the big day is that the nursery is an afterthought. For me, anyway. I couldn't think about it until I met this baby first. With the other two girls, I had very specific ideas and lots of time before they were born. But this last little miracle was my big surprise.
And after two girls I knew that if we had a boy, this would be a very fun boy room. Daddy would finally get his little St Louis Cardinals nursery and have (what he considers) a valid reason for purchasing a life-size Albert Pujols stand-up cutout (which I am sure wouldn't have scared the crickets out of me in those middle of the night feedings at ALL).
Of course, my weakness is for little girls rooms, and I knew that if the last little member of our clan was of the pink persuasion, a gender neutral room just. would. not. do.
And, of course, we had another girl.
Whew. What a long winded way to say, hey, I got a dresser for the nursery at a thrift store for 25 bucks and I'm going to paint it. Either white or yellow or pink or red.
It is actually in very good condition. The white markings are where the last paint job was worn, not gauges. The dresser was made by Dixie and it is solid wood, even between the drawers. It's crazy heavy and should last a long time.
Once I get it done. Which means that if I have the time to write this post, I probably have the time to clean, sand, and prep this puppy. If you need me, I'll be in the garage. (At least until little miss sparklepants calls me back in. )