Although I’m not 100% finished with her room…I’m still waiting on a few decorative accents to come in the mail…I’m nearly there. Ella will arrive on October 10 at 7:00 am, unless she decides to come earlier (this is my scheduled C-Section though). I can hardly wait to hold her! I’ve been working on her princess room since the moment I found out I was pregnant.
My good friend and client painting my walls for me. She is the most talented lady I’ve ever seen–can you believe she completely free-handed this in less than a couple hours? She said she wouldn’t paint for anyone else, so I feel so fortunate to know her!
Detail of the wall. My daddy, who died in ‘08, loved owls (and all birds). I chose the owl and bird theme because of him. I like to imagine these owls as him, asleep, watching over Ella.
Its a tad messy still. I’m waiting on a few things for this wall–a photo for the wall above, a few little birds, and things like that.
I can’t wait until Laura Brett can fill this frame with a beautiful photo.
This chest was used by my grandma for all 5 of her children! Back then it was wood with balloons painted on the door. Its been refinished and I added the knobs, but this is a very special part of her nursery.
I love the bird house, and the bird cage! The watercolor elephant princess is for ‘Ella’ 
We were just convinced that Aidan was a girl! His sonogram at 16 weeks told us girl. So my daddy bought this to go on her door. Of course Aidan was born and I kept this just by chance. Its the only girl thing my daddy got to buy (he had 2 grandsons when he died, but now would have 4 with another grandson on the way). He loved baby girls, and he would be so over the moon over Ella. I hate that she will not get a chance to meet him.
We probably shouldn’t talk about Ella’s closet. This is only 0-3 months, which I *thought* I had been fairly good about buying too many of. Guess not.
Pretty monogrammed gowns…
An armoir filled with pretties
She even has a coordinating carseat.
Ella’s full name is Margaret Elizabeth Small. My grandmother asked me in November if I was going to have anymore kids…I said “No granny, I lost 140lbs, I don’t want to gain it back!” She gave me a sad puppy face and said “I’ll never live to meet the little girl you were going to name after me.” Well of course, my granny is spoiled. So that very day, we made the decision to have another baby. February 6, Ella came to be. I never had a doubt she wasn’t a little girl, just because my granny is so doggone spoiled, she gets everything she wants.
by Carrie Small
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