I’m the mama of two boys. BOYS. Given my penchant for decorating and crafting, I often hear what a shame it is I wasn’t gifted any girls. While I will be the first to throw an unholy bitch-fest about the extreme lack of anything cute in the way of boys clothing and decor, I’ve gotten pretty inventive with both their nurseries.
We moved when T was just a month old (I do not advise this in any way shape or form. I was not of sound mind and body at that time) so both boys have had two nurseries in their short lifetimes. When I was pregnant with L, I knew I had to have an accent wall. It started out as über fancy wallpaper that would have cost us upwards of $500 for one wall- and then I stumbled upon wall stencils. We bought one fairly cheaply and set to work one Sunday to complete it. If you’ve never done a detailed wall stencil, let me tell you, it’s a bitch. My husband and I bickered for 14 hours, and I spent about 4 weeks touching up areas with paint on a teeny-tiny makeup brush. I’ll be damned if we go to all that trouble and there’s one stitch out of place. The outcome was well worth it. If I had it in me, I would do it in our new home. Sadly, paint, walls and myself are not friends.
When I got pregnant with T, we started renovating his room immediately, before we knew what sex he was. I have always wanted a colored crib, so painting a white, Jenny Lind crib was my job and my husband set to work on fixing walls and painting grey and white chevron. Of course, chevron suddenly blew the fuck up and I hated it, but I wasn’t about to ask this poor man to redo the walls. It’s not like it was a peach and sea-foam green 80’s motif, so we left it. I never realized how big of a statement it made in his room till we moved to the new house.
A couple of weeks ago I was enjoying my morning coffee and flipping through my mama-crack – AKA The Land of Nod catalog. Seriously? If you haven’t shopped here, you need to. This place is beyond spectacular. Is it expensive? Fuck yes. I have yet to receive anything from this store that isn’t fantasmagorical. My kids play with these toys daily, for hours on end. When I have play dates at the house, their friends gravitate right to those Nod toys and are upset to leave them behind when they go. They’re magical. For real.
Anyway, I stumbled upon a lovely polka dot wall that I immediately had to have. I went to work in my head figuring out if I could stand 24 hours of myself and a stencil, until I read further and realized they were DECALS. Polka dot-fucking-decals. I’m a firm believer that anything polka-dotted is so much better than anything not. They come in packages of 48 and are $20 something a pack. They have an extensive selection of colors, but I went with white.
Now, if you know me, you know I am the most indecisive person on the planet. I was terrified to start sticking these little shits to the wall. Visions of crumpled contact paper and ripped half-moon shaped dots danced through my head. This shit it so easy, L & T could have done it. No, really. I stuck and unstuck those bad boys at least 10 times each meticulously lining them up in a pattern. Nothing got past those suckers. I was beyond impressed. The end result? It took me 20 minutes. TWENTY MINUTES! Granted, I didn’t get all Bob Vila with it and grab a measuring stick, but I really can’t tell and I’m my own worst critic. Without further adieu, I bring you the before and after of T’s new accent wall.