baby talk: the crib


The successful putting together of the (hand-me-down) crib for our impending bundle feels like something that needs to be documented. Right? It’s like a pre-parenting rite of passage. Or maybe it was more of a pre-parenting test of patience. We were gifted our new to us crib from Mike’s sister, who has decided that four kids is probably enough. She and her husband were gifted the crib from Mike’s uncle who put his two kids through the crib. So Baby Charlie will be the seventh child to love the crib as his own.

Hand-me-downs are much loved in our house, but they come with their quirks. As this crib has been around the block, it came with zero assembly instructions, a baggie full of mystery hardware, and five pieces of shiny, dark brown wood that looked totally out of place in our whitewashed beach house. Eek!

BUT we’ve never let those kinds of things stop us before. As I mentioned, we are lovers of hand-me-downs and used goods. I’m an avid goodwill shopper, and Mike is a pro at finding furniture on the side of the road with some potential.Β We’ve gottenΒ most of our furniture on the side of the road or on craigslist, fixed it up with a coat of paint or some new upholstery, and gave it a loving home. Rarely do we buy things new, and with a baby, we didn’t want to change our habits completely. There are some things that you do have to buy new for a baby (carseat, binkies, diapers!), but we’re trying to keep to our pre-baby habits and the crib was an easy yes.

So what did we do for this sore thumb of a crib? We (Mike) slapped a few coats of baby-safe spray paint on the crib, we talked out the construction, googled similar crib assembly instructions and got. it. done. Teamwork makes the dream work, people. I’m hoping that this bodes well for our team parenting future.



Poor Mike had to do all the bending over for this job. Usually I love getting my hands dirty, but this was a Mike job all the way considering my delicate state. I got a good one here, you guys. Next up is that painting on the wall behind the crib. My wheels they are a-turnin.