white fence way redesign | the nursery
by christina britt lewis
half way to high point, the school called. camden was throwing up, i was an hour away and tim was in new york city. these are the moments when i question every choice we have ever made. thank God one choice we have always made is to live close to my parents. one call to grandpa and he was on his way to save the day. um...again.
so one of our favorite client's in the whole wide world who baked us those cookies we posted on instagram graciously agreed to wait a day for her nursery redesign. those cookies tasted as good as they looked. slightly lemony perfection. we love her for her patience and her cookies, but also for her approach. she is crazy cool, has fine taste and knows what she loves, she just needs us to finish things and pull it all together for her...
so she bought some things that made her happy...
we bought a few more nicely priced things to finish what she already started and hung it all on the wall. oh we redesigned the furniture placement a wee bit too...by "we" i mean "i" this time. we had to divide and conquer this day. so angela and kelly tackled initial consultations while i got to see if i can still fly solo. i channeled my inner angela with these iphone photos. i have learned so much from that woman.
camden was fine by that night. but i will forever question our choices. my parents were always there. before she was a designer/model/actresss, my mom was a nurse who quit working the night i was born and didn't go back for 22 years. not only was she there when we were sick, she knew what to do. not only was my dad at every game, i'm quite sure he was at every practice. nobody cheered louder.
we do two redesigns a week and i don't make it to every game. i will be redesigning a home in dallas while tim and cole represent at camden's soccer awards banquet. i was editing these photos when camden left for school this morning and i don't remember what he was talking about while he ate his cereal. i think it was cereal. it might have been a banana. i don't know. my mother would have known. sometimes i feel like i do what i love for a living at the expense of my babies. sometimes i feel like the worst mother in the whole wide world. just thought you should know.
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