A while back, my son finally decided to sleep on his own, and ever since then we’ve wanted to redecorate his room. It hasn’t been easy, but little by little we’ve made changes so he feels really comfortable in his space. One very important thing I had in mind was painting the walls, since that room had the worst walls in the house—super dirty and scratched. By the way, my son made those scratches when he was 2 or 3 years old. Since this room was practically abandoned, we never painted it.
It’s funny how things change—before my son came along, this room was where we hung our laundry after washing it. Then we turned it into my makeup room, where I would do my makeup and keep all my accessories. Then it became my husband’s room for a while, and finally it became my son’s. This change took us by surprise; honestly, I never thought my son would ask for his own room yet, but I’m glad he has his own space, and it makes me happy to be able to decorate it for him.
Today I bought the paint, and I really thought it would be more expensive, but surprisingly, I found it to be a bargain—$17 for top-quality paint. It’s quite dense, thick, and covers a lot; I was really impressed. Starting at 11 a.m., I began getting everything ready to paint. As I’ve mentioned before, I love doing this, and doing it on my own is the best—I don’t like anyone bothering me. Buuut, obviously I had to make a little exception to let my son paint for a while and make him think he was doing something productive with the paint he was throwing on the floor, hahaha.
My son wanted a deeper shade of blue—maybe royal blue—but they didn’t have it. The guy showed us the blue options he had, and honestly, this was the best one, because the others were more turquoise. Even though it was blue, I didn’t like the shade, but my son did (which is what matters). But after we started painting the room, I started to really like the color; it looks super cute, especially during the day.
I'm completely exhausted. I just finished, and it's already nighttime. I basically spent the whole day painting a room. Obviously, I took breaks to cook and do other things, but that didn't take that long. Right now, I feel like I'm going to pass out over the keyboard.
But my son's room looks really nice, and that makes me happy.