But…But…It’s so HIGH UP THERE
See that picture there? That’s been me the last few weeks. The bone is a metaphor for a clean and organized house, a tidy and finished nursery, a filled with witty posts blog and an email inbox not full of un-responded to mail. That dog is me. Staring at something just out of my lazy-ass reach because I was too tired and sore to do anything about it. Sitting at the computer was actually painful for awhile – my thumb and wrists are still healing. So I’ll be coming back to this blog slowly.
The pressure is on. The baby is almost here (one more month!) and my “nesting” instinct has yet to kick into high gear (I can usually still convince myself that playing Sims 3 on the PS3 is a much safer activity than laundry). Tomorrow is the great clean up though. The house is a mess so we need to get it clean and presentable. Right now I wouldn’t have my own mother come by – and she knows what a slob I am! The plan is that once the house is clean and I won’t be embarrassed to have company Fatherbean will invite some muscle to the house and rearrange things to my liking. Of course we will also promise beer, pizza and possibly cupcakes. Luckily he has many manly cousins to contact.
So starting this week I will grab that bone and devour it (not literally EWW I’ll leave it for Spitha) and my home will be clean and organized for a little while. I hope.
I had my first excursion into baby products the other day visiting Babies R Us to create a baby registry. I was SO OVERWHELMED by the whole ordeal. I hate asking people for gifts and I especially hate telling them exactly what gifts to buy me. I know this is some sort of privilege that I get for being pregnant but it still weirds me out. However my attitude changed when they gave me a funky space age scanner thing (of which I am accustomed having worked retail all of my life) and I got to run around the store and scan items I thought were cute and that babybean would like. Which, admittedly, was EVERYTHING. I’m happy I had someone to shop with though as it’s somewhat embarrassing to shop for baby by myself and get caught “awwwwing” out loud by random customers and staff. And no matter how much he might be developing eyesight right now there is no way that babybean saw the adorableness of that puppy hoody I tried to show him about a week ago. So having a friend or relative along saves face. Gotcha.
Truthfully we haven’t started the nursery – there is no furniture or anything in there. I hadn’t even bought anything remotely baby until today and I’m 31 weeks along now. OMG I’VE GOT TWO MONTHS LEFT???? How did that happen. AcK! I really should get moving on this. I mean, the nursery is painted – two different greens – and I painted a tree on the one side with a dog house underneath it. Here’s what it looks like at the moment…..
I did it! I completed a pattern and knitted something I can wear and be *proud* of. Here is the finished Undulation scarf in all it’s glory. Modeled by the lovely Spitha. I used up all my Noro yarn and made the scarf about 20″ longer than the pattern called for – which suits me just fine as I like my scarves longer. I love it and have been wearing it every day!
Now I’m teaching myself how to knit in the round. I found the most adorable pattern for a pumpkin baby hat but wanted to perfect my skill before attempting such a task. So…I’m knitting a dice bag for a co worker of mine. The dice bag is fairly simple and a great way to use up the stash of Acrylic yarn I bought before I discovered all-natural. So far it’s going swimmingly and I’m especially proud of my ability to decipher knitting directions and abbreviations.
K1, Yo2, do the hokey pokey and turn your yarn around…yeah like those.
It’s getting nicer and nicer out and the sunshine makes me want to take my dog and knit in the park. We did spend some time outside yesterday – she loves to just lay and watch the world go by. Hope everyone is having a great weekend and I want to welcome all the followers of my blog – I’m excited you are here and honored you chose my words to keep tabs on! Thank you!
So I’m pregnant. 28 weeks pregnant. That’s more pregnant than I’ve ever been and gods willing I’ll be bringing this bean into the world in 2 1/2 months time. Probably earlier, I feel this will be an early birth. I’m not sure why I feel this way – perhaps it’s the way Arthurbean kicks me constantly as if he’s anxious to leave my belly and see the world. I think he knows the wonders that await him in this apartment (awesome dad, adorable dog, more animated movies, comics and video games than he could ever want). It’s fatherbean’s fault. He’s been reading a book on the Tardis from Doctor Who to Arthur before bed. Who wouldn’t want to learn more about the Doctor?
I’ve got sciatica, my hips constantly hurt, my back aches from simultaneously holding up a giant belly and ginormous boobs (did you know there is bigger than an H cup? I do now.), carpal tunnel is my constant friend at work, I forget things all the time but…but…but…look at my hair! It’s so thick and shiny and wavy – I touch it all the time. Fatherbean loves it as I have left it long and flowing instead of cutting it short for the oncoming summer. So when the physical pain and inconvenience gets too much some days I just run my hands through my lustrous hair (I can use that word again hee hee hee).
Arthurbean you’ll have to stay inside a bit longer. I have a nursery to set up, furniture to buy, a husband to prepare, classes to attend, and a baby blanket to finish knitting for you. There’s currently a foster dog occupying your nursery (see picture) and he’ll be leaving for his new foster home in May. Your nursery theme is puppies anyways, so he’s just been keeping it puppied for you. We have so many useful things we need to buy you (a stroller, car seat, clothes, bottles, nibs, soothers etc etc etc) but your easily distracted mamabean keeps getting sidetracked by adorable baby plush that are in the shape of puppies. I really hope you like puppies.
I love you already and above anything else that happens during my day I ponder the day I get to meet you, finally.
Then I remember that day comes with crazy pain and screaming (thanks prenatal classes!) and ponder something else. Like puppies.