Things that never cease to amaze me about motherhood:
1. It is entirely possible that I will change more than 3,000 diapers this year.
2. How adept baby boys are at squirting pee pee in every direction every single time you forget to put a cotton ball over their private parts.
For this reason, I wanted a pretty and practical place to tend to my little one’s bottoms. I didn’t want to buy a traditional changing table that would be discarded after I no longer had to spend a significant part of my disposable income on wipes/pomades/pampers. And also decided it would be wise to invest in a multiple changing table covers in washable terry cloth.
I bought my changing table (actually a comode in disguise–that will eventually return to being a comode) in a used furniture store and painted it a preppy green. But what makes the piece special are the knobs from, the always fantastic, Anthropologie. And the cover is essentially an “envelope” sewn from terry cloth towels (Buddemeyer is the best.) with piped green grosgrain ribbon.
So, in spite of all those, sometimes unpleasant nappy changes, it is a pleasant place to be.
And now I must go…change a diaper.
