We've been in our house for about two and a half years. We have three bedrooms-- one is a guest bedroom and the other bedroom has always been unofficially considered the future nursery. When we moved we used it as a storage area for all of the crap that we didn't know what to do with yet. The first year in the house we focused on getting other parts of the house done, the kitchen, bathroom, etc., so it was at the bottom of the list. Then I got pregnant and then lost the pregnancy, so for a while I didn't want to have anything to do with the room at all. It became this weird taboo space that I didn't want to touch.
The room is a mess. We still have the paper on the floor that we put down to protect the hard wood floors when we painted. The walls are white from the primer but we never actually painted it. There are boxes everywhere and an incredible amount of junk. Charming, right?
A few weeks ago my Mom asked me if we had made any progress cleaning out the room. I told her that we were still working on the basement and asked her why she was so concerned. She didn't want to spit it out, but she finally admitted that she thought that the baby wanted to know that there was a room ready for him/her. I laughed at her and told her she was crazy. My Mom said, "just trust me." The strange thing is that the thought started to grow in the back of my brain and I thought that she might be on to something. Obviously, cleaning out that room isn't going to magically make my tubes open up, but maybe, just maybe having that room actually part of our house will create some positive vibes.
Last weekend we spent a few minutes throwing out some things and it felt good. On Friday we actually set up a fish tank in there because my husband decided to buy some small fish that were too small to go into the big tank. I wasn't thrilled about adding another fish tank to my house but it was nice to actually use the room. We now keep the door open and my husband goes in there to feed and check on the fish. I've stood in the middle of the room a few times and just soaked it in. It's either going to be one beautiful nursery or at least a really kick ass office/craft room. We all know which one I'd prefer...
It's really powerful that that room has life in it now. No matter what happens, it shouldn't be an isolated room that we don't use. I feel motivated now to clean out the clutter and start making it into something. It's not healthy to put your life on hold and keeping this extra room hostage is an example of that. Time to air it out along with all of its ghosts.
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