I think family portraits are great. I especially like Holiday portraits (Halloween and Christmas particularly). And I’m fortunate enough to have a very artistic sister one of whose many talents is photography. So we have lots of cute pictures of our little buddy.
But the one picture I want, is the one that only someone peeking in my bedroom window early in the morning will ever see.
The one where my husband and are spooning, my belly and I facing away from him, with our little buddy smack dab in the middle. His little arm over my face (usually my nose) patting my face and saying “Mama” in his sleep. And his little stinky bottom stuck right in his daddy’s face.
But his daddy hangs on for those few minutes in the morning when we are all together before he heads off to work.
That is the family portrait that I will only see in my mind but always remember.
Right now, I’m choking on a chocolate chip.
Yes, I’m eating them straight from the bag.
No, don’t send help.
I’ll die happy.
Not a picture of a quilt I’ve done. But an example of some of the Amazing work done by the women in my Stitch in Time Quilt group. It is always a treat to go to group and see what everyone has been up to and we are all so diverse. Only two of us are hand quilters, some piece traditional tops, others not so traditional, some machine quilt their own and others. It is fun!
I’m still hard at work on crafts here but nothing to show but this inspiration piece!
Things I love:
The smell of the wood stove
That the old Thomas the Tank engine video from the library is narrated with an English accent..and I think it is Ringo
That I have quilting tonight
Things I don’t love:
The financial Aid office at my school
Being on the phone for 45 minutes with the financial aid office at my school because why tell your saga to just one person?
The fact that my cell phone died 45 minutes into talking to the people at the financial aid office
The fact that my cell phone doesn’t work at my house
The fact that I’ll have to call them back tomorrow when I go into town and the cell phone is charged.
First a quick Secret Project update. And I think we can all see my excuse for never getting anything done around here. It is sooo much more difficult (I wanted to write more harder there, but my mom was a school teacher and some habits are just ingrained you know?) to appliquÃ© with someone on your lap. He is worse than a kitten. He takes out the pins and then holds them away from me so that not only am I wrestling him but I’m trying to see where the pin lands if he releases it. “Be free little pin!! I release you.”
When he’s not pulling out pins (they’re just so colorful!) he is trying to grab the thread.
As I write this he is struggling to sit in my lap and we have compromised by him standing behind me on the couch pretending I’m a horse. At least I hope that is what “we” are pretending. Otherwise he is going to have to stop hanging out with the dogs because he is learning some nasty habits!
In other Domestic Goddess news I’m making bread this morning. The thing about making bread is that everyone loves fresh bread and so the first loaf is almost always gone by the first day (especially if you have guests). So you have to make two loaves and if you are having a busy week (bread takes most of the day) you have to make four loaves to get you through the week.
But it is worth it because it is just so yummy.
It’s 2:45 am. Why the heck am I up? Just when the Moo starts sleeping through the night my body starts preparing for interrupted sleep patterns again? I’m just trying to beat all the East Coast bloggers to Monday’s post. AHA!
Actually. I don’t feel good. My tummy hurts. Not a good sign for the day to come, toddlers never seem to understand that whole “shhh, Mama doesn’t feel good. Play quiet. No don’t drag the kitty around by her neck. No! don’t put your trains on the wood stove! Stop! running through the house with the toilet paper (still attached to the wall)!!!!
*sigh* It’s a good thing he is so cute. But down to business. My friend sent me this picture of a quilt I made for her Four or Five years ago. I really liked it. The pattern is called crossroads. My friend is very Pottery Barn and Martha Stewart so no hodge podge quilt for her. This was a planned quilt (unusual for me) where I bought the fabric ahead of time (as opposed to as I went along) and assembly lined the cutting. It was pretty slick and gave me new appreciation for those people who actually plan out their quilts.
I’m more of a creator ……You know fly by the seats of my pants type. Which means…..I would be evacuating at the last minute with a can of tuna fish and no can opener.
….it was actually more like chasing. I’m feeling so much better that I ventured forth from the house for what used to be my daily walk. I meant for it to just be Lily and I for some one on one time. It’s hard having a new puppy and not being able to ‘break her in’.
Jonah has always been a boy’s dog. He is a good listener and a good run dog. But he likes the boys. So I’ve kind of had it in my mind that Lily would be my running partner, because lets face it I won’t be running with two babies and two dogs. That is just silly.
I also won’t be running for about 8 months. That is along time for Lily to wait.
But I digress.
My walk ended up as more of a parade with The Man, The Moo, The Mother in law, Lily and Jonah in tow.
Lily had a few attempts at freedom (she is still being trained) and spent about fifty percent of the walk on her leash. I took her off the leash in our driveway and turned in time to see her run pell mell across the street straight for our neighbors goats. She is much to interested in those goats. And I took off running after her. I didn’t even realize it till I got there and spanked her doggie behind. While dragging Her Naughtiness home, I was surprised to realize I had sprinted more than 100 yards after our doggie without even thinking. Moon baby didn’t even blink.
It got me thinking…maybe I could be jogging a little. You forget how enjoyable running is. Especially on a a crisp fall day. And I’ve seen maternity shorts (with supposed extra support for your belly) at Title Nine.
Food for thought anyway.
Just back from Moon baby’s ultrasound and you won’t be seeing any pictures because according to our technical “this one is a wiggler”. She had a hard time capturing said wiggler on camera. So we have a bunch of blurry shots of feet. But the 10 week photo was so good…
But daddy was happy when our little one wiggled his extra appendage. That’s right! Looks like Mr. Moo gets a brother.
Both grandma’s were definitely hoping for a girl. Sorry ladies!
Our due date was moved up 4 days putting me at 18w 3 days.
And that is all the news that’s fit to print.
And my son. That little devil is getting faster each day and much like the puppy he has realized that if he runs away …..you will chase him. Oh the giggling that is to be heard!
I miss running. Now that I’m feeling better I miss exercising. I especially miss it in the fall, I love running in the crisp air as the leaves turn. (Why am I not out there? Asthma people. I have to stop taking my inhaler when I’m pregnant because it has steroids in it (yeah my lungs are that bad!) so once I feel better (no pukey puke) I stop being able to breathe. It’s fun)
I also miss my running buddies. Who else can you yak at and force to listen to your whines then your running buddies? It’s not like they can run away!
Earlier this week The Blogfather polled his readers (check his sidebar for results) asking Why do you Run? And really, I’d like to say for exercise, but it would be a lie. I run for stress reduction. And I think, for me part of that stress reduction is my running buddies. Being able to talk openly for many, many, many miles is truly a gift.
And in turn if I am honest with myself. I quilt for the same reason. I hate to piece. I mean I like the concept and the process but it takes me FOREVER to finish a top. Once I sandwich that baby though…I’m non stop! And finding others you can sit around a quilting frame for hours with (and not poke with your needle) is another gift.
Is it any wonder that many of my running and quilting buddies are the same people?
Last week I accidentally backed into a tree in my in-law’s driveway.
You’ve seen trees right? Small. And they move really fast?
So anyway, not much damage to the car ( in my expert opinion) except we removed the side bumper, cuz it flapped. Like a birdie.
And now I notice a whole new sense of freedom. When merging. People get out my way. No one tries to crowd me. That’s right! They can see that I have lost a bumper in the name of aggressive driving. OUT OF MY WAY!!!!
The roads are no longer safe.