When Trip and I went to Lowe's to pick out the paint for this room (right after we found out we were having a baby girl), Trip told the person in the paint department that he wanted the "girly-est" green paint color they had for his daughter's nursery. My dad painted it for us (he painted Harding's nursery too).
My mom picked up the metal flowers hung at the entrance to Shelby's room at one of my favorite Asheville stores, The Screen Door. Check it out at www.screendoorasheville.com.
I picked out the airy, white curtains with wispy flowers all over them and they became the basis for room decor: flowers and butterflies. We started with Harding's old crib in here (bought second-hand from a family friend) that had white sheets with butterflies and flowers.
It's hard to see, but my dad made the little doll bed beside Shelby's bed and gave it to her this Christmas.
My father-in-law John made this dollhouse bookcase for Shelby and gave it to us the week before she was born. I absolutely love it.
Trip's Grandpa Kinnaird mailed Shelby the Vermont Teddy Bear on the bookcase after she was born. Trip's grandmother Helen had bought Harding a Vermont Teddy Bear when he was a baby. Helen died before Shelby was born, but it meant a lot to me that John, Sr. carried on the tradition.
My mom made the quilt on Shelby's toddler bed. The colors are perfect. Luckily this is a full size quilt, so when Shelby gets a "bigger girl bed" at the new house, this cheerful quilt will fit.
Shelby's "lovie" is draped on the rail of her toddler bed and I ordered it when I was pregnant. It is so soft and it is one of several items that Shelby wants for comfort when she is upset or at bedtime.
My friend Julie gave her "Crinkle Baby" this past Christmas and it is now her favorite baby. Crinkle baby has to be with Shelby every bedtime now. The baby on the right is named "Baby" and I bought it for Shelby on her first birthday. She used to be Shelby's favorite, but Crinkle is the winner of her affections these days.
The strange looking silver bear on the glider is "Nightmare Bear". My father-in-law, John sewed Nightmare Bear himself out of silver fabric that my mom bought. Silver shiny colors were one of the first colors that we realized Shelby could see after we found out that she had a cortical visual impairment. It was so sweet of John to make this bear, but he did come out a little scary looking with the black stitching (hence the name). We have had a good time making fun of poor Nightmare Bear, but it is so sweet. My parents and Trip's parents poured so much love into helping and supporting us and Shelby after her many diagnoses and Nightmare Bear is a perfect representation of that love.
On Shelby's side table beside the glider is a picture that my mom took of our little family of four when Harding met Shelby for the first time. She brought this framed picture to us when Shelby was transferred to the NICU to decorate and personalize her little crib area and it brought me a lot of comfort at the time.
And speaking of that glider--it is old, dirty, broken and wobbly with a missing arm, AND I love it. This is where I nursed both of my babies at night. This is where countless prayers have been whispered over my sleeping children. This is one of the only places that I felt like everything was going to be okay during Shelby's first year when we faced a lot of scary stuff. This is where we STILL rock Shelby every single night before laying her down.
At the foot of Shelby's bed is her "Julie Blanket" that Julie made for her on her first birthday. So much thought went into this blanket. It is soft and nubby on one side and bright and colorful on the other. There is fringe on the edge that Shelby loves to touch. She does not go to sleep without her blanket covering her up and this is the first thing she asks for if she's upset.
Hanging above the bookshelf is this picture that my friend Melanie ordered for Shelby. An artist in Savannah, Georgia paints these and it makes me smile every time I look at it.
My grandmother Penny wrote a happy poem for Shelby on her 3rd birthday and it is framed and on her dresser.
My grandmother Burney bought Shelby the little toothfairy doll hanging from her dresser. She found these dolls on sale at the shop at her retirement home and bought them for each of her great-grandbabies. This was probably one of the last gifts she picked out for the kids on her own.
So many memories are in this room. Luckily, all of the above items will be traveling with us to the new house, but it does feel like the end of an era to be leaving this sweet room that I love so much (and that Shelby has always slept so well in).