My 9 month old deserves a nursery. A space that’s cozy, whimsical and planned for fun. Currently, she has a crib, lamp and rocking chair. No whimsy, no fun.

Becuase we moved when the girl was a newborn I didn’t set up a nursery while I was pregnant. I completely skipped the denning process. We were living in a one-bedroom condo so there were no walls to paint or windows to treat anyway. Hence one of the reasons we moved. And while we started calling Richmond home again in November, we kind of hit the ground running here and haven’t had time to stop, look and decorate.

So I have cashed in a few vacation days and plan to turn my house into a home. Yes, by the end of this week there will be organized closets, reconsidered lighting, window treatments and a back porch fit for a family meal. When I am finished the baby’s room will actually look like a child sleeps there and my own closet will look less like the clearance section at Macy’s on a Sunday afternoon.

And the whole place will be baby friendly. The Kid officially crawled for the first time yesterday (she was previously rolling and partially crawling) and is ready to make her way into every corner of the house, so getting this place organized and baby-proofed - and keeping it that way - is a must.