A Room for Baby Davolt

As I mentioned in the previous post, March has been a busy baby month around the Davolt house!

After a fun shopping trip to Ikea and choosing a color, Jeff and our friend Mike did a fabulous job of painting Baby Davolt's room. First is the "before" picture. Jeff started to move the guest bed out before I had taken a true before photo. Oh well.

Jennifer is now enjoying a queen bed and matching dresser in her room downstairs. We have moved a twin into the room we call the library to create a daybed as our new guest room. So, we still have room for guests, but the sleeping gets a little cozier!

Jeff sacrificed time watching the second round games of the basketball tournament to transform the guest room into a room for Baby Davolt. As we finished up moving furniture in, he commented that he may have spent more time in the baby's room than watching basketball and perhaps he must be growing up (his statements, not mine)! I am certainly thankful for the time he dedicated and thrilled that he is so excited about this new change coming into our lives!

We both knew we wanted a color that would grow or adapt to

other purposes, which is why we went with gray. The color stays consistent with the other colors in the house too.

Then, we moved the furniture in. We still have plenty to do before the room is finished, but we are feeling really excited about the progress so far. Jeff has hung curtains since these photos were taken and we have narrowed down some choices for wall art, etc.

Here are the details about our baby's room:

Crib is the Gulliver from Ikea
White Expedit bookshelf and baskets from Ikea
Rocking chair formally belonged to Jeff's grandparents before they moved into their current home.
Dresser has been in my family for a long time. I recall using it for awhile as a child, then my grandmother used it while I was in high school. When Jeff and I got married, I used it until we purchased our current bedroom furniture.
Lamp from Ikea (we've had this in the guest room since last summer).
Rug is from Pottery Barn Kids.

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