
I especially like looking at the wall with the two windows because the plasterers were here the day I was in labor with her and I kept worrying that when I ran to the bathroom (maybe I wasn't wearing pants? why else would I worry?) they would see me.

The walls you see are a buttery yellow and the wall you don't see (which the crib is up against) is the same green as the curtains. The rug is a nice, cusy berber which I'm sure will be stained soon (which reminds me that last week as I was wrestling Chava down to change her diaper before bed, all of a sudden a poop nugget appeared on the carpet. Where does it come from? It wasn't me, I swear.).
The whole thing was inspired from some weaving my grandmother did (Hi Grandmum!) - she made small swatches that she put in to cards she sent and they were too beautiful to throw away. So I saved them, and now they're framed and the perfect finishing touch to the room.

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