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Redecorating the House to Accommodate a Mobile Baby

My house has more accessories than I do, thanks mostly to Home Goods. But now that Genevieve is beginning to crawl and zooming around in a walker, I need to find a new place for all my decor.

Goodbye, glass vase on the low-lying living room bookshelf.

Goodbye books on the bookshelf.

Hello, storage bins on the bookshelf. You look rather neat and tidy. I’ll miss the sparkle though.

Oh, hey side table! Remember when you used to host frames? You’re now a placeholder for toys, sitting quietly until the baby crashes into you with her walker like a bumper car.


And my dear friend, the kitchen. I loved the Ikea shelving rack we used to showcase little mementos: the cake topper from our wedding, mugs with our initials–a gift the hubby gave me our first Christmas, signs we held during our engagement photos, tea cups that are family heirlooms, favors from my baby shower, and rose petals from when my husband proposed. I hope you enjoy your new space, in our home office. It’s for the best. You’re just not sturdy enough to withstand a mobile baby. Her safety comes first.


For now, our house will act as one big play pen. We’ll trip over childrens’ books and stuffed animals. I’ll look back on all the Pinterest boards and remember how obsessed I was with decorating and not care as it unravels before my eyes. Instead, I’ll watch with pride as my little girls grows and learns new things. And if one of those things happens to be coloring on the walls, I might just snap a photo, frame it and call it her first work of art.

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Navigating life as a wife, mommy of two babies (Genevieve-3, Luca-infant) and two rescued fur-babies (Lulu and Gracey), and full-time public relations maven. I got divorced in my 20s and wrote a book about it (www.trashthedressonline.com), have Epstein Barr Virus/chronic fatigue syndrome/ Systemic Exertion Intolerance Disease, live in a renovated log cabin in NJ, can't cook, quit breastfeeding after four weeks and have no regrets, taught my daughter to say "tattoo" and recognize diamonds before she turned one, call soap operas as my guilty pleasure, and have a little rainbow baby boy who adores his sister. Instagram @ hellojoelle Twitter @ChippedNailsMom Email chippedpolishandpattycake at gmail.com

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