Our Baby's Storage Space

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from http://www.bubsngrubs.com.au/baby-change-tables.html

When we learned that there will be an addition in the family *cough*baby*cough*, we decided that aside from the emotional factor, the financial factor, and the physical factor (stretch marks, anyone?), we have to prepare ourselves for a new person with a new closet requirement.

Originally, we planned to just buy a dresser with four or more drawers. A baby does not need that much space, right? So off we went to Landmark Department Store in Trinoma to look for one that will fit our budget and fit our needs. But after much searching (and going to other department stores and home improvement shops), we learned that we could not find something exactly to our liking.

And then, one fine weekend, as we were having breakfast in my mother’s house, we learned that she would be renovating her school. An idea came to me: What if we had our dresser custom-made by the same people who will do my mother’s renovation project? So we discussed it with Mama. I drew up plans and showed it to her. We made our rough estimate. And it dawned on the husband and I. That would bring us up to a total of P8000. A damage we cannot afford. A damage we would much rather spend on something else.

So off to the drawing board we went again. We tried sleeping it off thinking we will think of a better solution. We even went back to shopping and ebay-ing to look for something that will match our taste. But everything just isn’t right. We know we will not live in this apartment we are renting forever. So a temporary solution will just be plain un-wise.

One weekend, while my husband was on hospital duty, I looked at a white cabinet in our bedroom. This cabinet was provided to us by the house owner. It currently holds things that I have not been looking at since we moved here. Our “storage room” if you will.

But let’s face it—a storage it is not. It is more like the “I don’t know what I will do with it but I don’t want to throw it so I will just hide it” cabinet. It has the bags I have never used, freebies from when my husband attends medical conventions, and other stuff that are better not seen.

I don’t know what came in me. Me and my pregnant self decided to throw things out that are too damaged that we can’t use it and packed away things I can give to other people who can find use to it. In the end? I found myself with three garbage bags full of things. The result? New closet space for baby! YEHEY!

Problem solved.