To all women trying to conceive, I am fairly certain that the title of my blog is self-explanatory. We all have that one room in our house that continuously reminds us that we are still childless.
When A and I bought our little 1940-built cottage two years ago, we immediately deemed one room the future nursery. It's a beautiful room....it is one of the rooms that still retains the original hardwoods and intricate molding. It has two large windows that fill the room with gorgeous natural light. Plus, its just a step away from the master, a truly perfect nursery. I have spent countless hours pondering where the crib would fit best and exactly which pieces of furniture we will need to buy when the time comes. But today it remains a guest room/office, with no baby gear in sight.
A loves this room--he studies (almost finished with his Masters, so proud!) and works at the desk in front of the window overlooking the front lawn. He spends a considerable amount of time in the "future nursery" each week. I, however, tend to avoid the room. For me, it holds a tinge of sadness. I look at the daybed and think that it should be downstairs by now. I look at the walls and remember that the time to have them painted a beautiful baby-appropriate shade has not yet arrived. So for now, I visit the guest room/office on an as needed basis and dream about the days when I will spend sleepless nights in this precious place.