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With just 8.5 weeks to go until the official due date (if he comes early like the princess we only have about 5 weeks), I was starting to freak out that I wouldn’t finish his room in time. We have had the crib and the bed but it required the room to be painted and for the leftovers from the craft/guest room to find its way out of the space which was much bigger task than I anticipated. So, last week the hubs had a honey do list that was sky high. Paint the room, move things to the basement, move things up from the basement, move furniture, install new lights all while I required frequent back rubs and trips to sonic for coconut cream slushes. So, I know he didn’t have it easy. But, with the exception of the lights being put up, the room is DONE!
Here are the curtains, bed, pillows I made (not the elephant one!) and cute clearance art is from babies r us
The Crib! Yes, it is a bright blue. Despite the horrible season, UK had this year we will bleed blue. The crib bedding and curtains are Circles from Dwell Studio that I got on clearance at Target. You can also see the Chicco Keyfit 30 carseat! Have I ever mentioned my love of carseats?
Here is another great clearance art piece from Babies R Us. The Amy Coe collection was 75% off so this alphabet piece was only $10! We decided against a dresser for now and just have the cubed storage unit from Target. The princess has a white one in her room with pink bins. I should have taken a better picture of the rug but it is a tranportation rug which doesn’t really match the whole stripes and polkadot feel of the room but I got it brand new for $6 at a consignment store.
The view from the room from the door.
Seeing it all done makes me so happy and so anxious for the little man to arrive!
Yet, I have had no time! This has once again been a crazy week. Instead of having a long drawn out post of how this week has gotten I thought I would list out what I wanted to get accomplished and then the actual events of the week.
To Do:
- Get my glucose test (the nasty orange drink)
- Take the princess to preschool
- Go to work
- Get Laundry done
- Get Sam’s room completed
- Go to bible study/community group
- Sew…something…ANYTHING!
- Register the princess for Kindergarten
What really happened this week:
- Took my glucose test, then passed out and got sick.
- Got to work and that is where I discovered I was going to be sick
- Got the princess to school and realized I left her backpack and lunch at home on Tuesday.
- Laundry still not done
- Sam’s comforter was too big for the washer so room isn’t complete
- Got ready for Bible study, but ended up in the ER with the hubs who had kidney stones
- Realized I made her her kindergarten physical check up for the same time as she was supposed to be at the school registering, oops.
- Changed appt times and now she is missing school altogether today so we can get all of her appointments in today.
- Registration is in a few hours….I am 8 months pregnant and I am pretty sure I am going to cry.
- Sewing hasn’t been in the cards for me this week. Maybe next week will go according to plan.
Forgive my ranting yesterday. I guess part of the reason for keeping a blog is to blow off steam and for that reason alone I guess it worth keeping it up! The princess pretty adament that I make her something for St. Patty’s Day for school. Last years dress was long sleeves and too hot for our 70 degree day so I cut up the old dress and recycled it onto another t shirt for this year. She was so proud of it! Her only problem is that she wanted a matching necklace. Um, mommy has no idea how to make jewelry. Crazy kid. Although it is pretty satisfying to have a little one who still thinks I can save the world, sew an outfit and make her necklace in the same day. To see things through her eyes again would be a welcome gift!
(see that gift bag next to her..that is from her cousin’s birthday party on Sunday…she refuses to throw it away! Doesn’t take much to please her! Today his my nephew’s actual birthday….Happy Birthday, C!)
I have struggled with writing the blog recently. I started blogging because it was a nice way to keep my thoughts in order and to journal my life as a mom and a crafter. Then people started visiting. It was actually kind of fascinating to see that anyone would ever care what this almost 3o mom of 1 would do or create. Then I was woo’d by the bloggy love of links and comments and the lovely relationships that I built with other bloggers. Then came this pregnancy and I took months off without posting and the blog didn’t seem as important. Feeling better I have tried to keep up with it better. I have crafted, created and posted…yet it feels different this time around. Like I have lost the connection to the blog world. People still visit, but don’t comment. Real life friends say oh…I saw that on your blog and I see incoming links to my tutorials where once upon a time other bloggers used to comment and tell me that they featured or used one of my tutorials. So, now my blog just feels like it is open for voyours. I have to say that where it never bothered me before, all of a sudden it bothers me that hundreds of people visit every week and see pictures of my daughter. When it felt like a relationship with the bloggy world it felt natural and now I am feeling quite vulnerable. I have actually done a lot of sewing in the past few weeks for both kids (wow, did that feel weird to type out…kids plural!) but haven’t taken pictures or felt that pang of must blog this. Truth is that I think part of the lure of posting it all was because it got a positive reaction that kept me wanting to craft, get better and try new things and if this is now just a blip on someones bloglines then maybe this whole blog thing isn’t what I thought it was cracked up to be.
Feel free to ignore the wallowing. Something about sciatic pain has a way of making me grumpy.
I really can’t wait until Sam is born to see how he inpsires me. I know what makes Alaina tick. I know how she likes her ruffles and pink and the kick she gets out of picking out fabric with me. I can’t wait to see the things that she creates someday. She picked the fabric for this, chose the style right down to the buttons. She even ran the foot pedal for me. She wound my bobbin when it ran out. Every piece of this was chosen by her. I get so excited to see her creativity blossom and now I have this new soul growing inside of me and I wonder if he will like to tinker around with how things work and put things together or if he will be more like his Dad and prefer to play ball and watch endless hours of ESPN. Either way I am excited to see what life has in store for my kids. And one day I know that the princess won’t want any mama made clothes any more and having her head my shoulder while I sew will be a distant memory. So, while I look forward to the future and what it holds I am savoring this time while she is young and the little man kicks inside of me. Because before you know it, this time in my life will be over.
Have you read the childrens book Walter the Farting Dog? It is a favorite around here. We are notorius in our family for our love of bathroom humor. It is a sickness really. It grosses many people out but it is the running joke when we get together with my side of the family how long we can go without some type of bodily humor joke. We don’t usually make it very long. (I am so sorry family for disclosing this but if you know is in person this is no big surprise) Well, this brings me to Buckeye. He is the family dog. Well, it is my parents dog and we had the privledge of dogsitting this weekend and we were anxious to get him home last night and so after we had carefully packed him up in his crate and started on our trek to my parents house and that is where it happened. I am no stranger to a little gas and sure, I may be pushing 30, but it still brings out the giggles in me. Well, there was no giggling this time. I could barely breathe. It came with such a violent force and spread throughout the car quickly. We scrambled to unroll the windows like dogs ourself trying to crank our necks out the window. But, alas my window was stuck. The gag reflex in my pregnant body was taking over, my eyes were watering and now I am literally choking and doing my best not to vomit. (Are you all just so glad that I am sharing this disgusting story with you all?) Then the irony of this just starts to hit me and I start to giggle. If you have been pregnant and find yourself in a compromising position in which you get the giggles then you know what is coming next….I am darn near about to pee my pants. I am now making a ridiculous scene in the car. The princess is repulsed and yelling loudly about the horrible smell, the husband is still gagging and trying to figure the best place for him to pull over on the highway for me to either pee or get sick. So not pretty. Well, this was obviously way to much for my pregnant brain to comprehend which only left one reaction for me to have. I start bawling my eyes out. Relax, I was not really upset but my brain completely misfired and now not only are we drowning in what is the most foul smell ever (lovingly referred by my dad as fishitties), princess now upset that mommy is crying and hubby doing his best to drive amongst the chaos.
After a few minutes the smell dissipates and I regain control of my emotions and thankfully my bladder. Laughter ensued after all of this and while we love Buckeye, I don’t think we will be volunteering our dog sitting services until this pregnancy is over.
