It may sound odd, but I think I’ve already started nesting. It began before the poppyseed was even conceived: we knew we wanted another baby, and I knew that once I got pregnant I’d start puking. This gave me a lot of incentive to try to finish up some projects around the house. (This probably sounds crazy, so maybe another mama can chime in and let me know I’m not alone…)
Anyhow, I didn’t get that far down my list. I did find us a new kitchen table ($5!) at a yard sale, but I doubt I’ll be doing any painting or refinishing. I also picked out fabric for new throw pillows in the living room but didn’t sew them, and I’ve gotten about 1/3 of the way through the sofa slipcover. Oh, and I bought 6 yards of a really decent cheap fabric that’s meant for new curtains, but I haven’t started on them yet.
Basically, I am awash in fabric and good intentions but starting to feel lacking in energy and good health. I guess pre-nesting nesting can only take a girl so far. Good thing the Anthropologie catalog is here to help me spend my time daydreaming instead.
One of the strange things about this pregnancy is that it’s so closely synchronized with Camilla’s two years ago that I can look back at old blog entries like this and have a pretty good idea of how I’ll be feeling in the weeks to come. Based on these predictions I thought that I had until Saturday to sew like crazy, but I seem to have been off by a few days. Once again, I’ve been starting out with “evening sickness,” although I am guessing that it will take over the whole day in another week or two. Maybe I can finish at least the cushion covers during morning naptime…it sure would be nice to have something pretty to lie on when I’m feeling miserable.
Facebook and school friends found out about this today, so why should blog friends be left behind?
I recently learned that I am working on new long-term project. It is rather small at the moment (the size of a poppyseed, to be exact) but I expect it to weigh 7 or 8 pounds come the end of June.
(I should also mention that I don’t really go in for “it,” but it will be a while before I can say “he” or “she.”)
Husband and I are beside-ourselves-happy and Camilla is, well, probably a little confused.
I guess it’s only fitting that her favorite word is baby.
So, Camilla and I got our hairs cut on Saturday. Mine is back to short & sweet, while hers was just a bang trim. That child’s hair confounds and frustrates me to no end. It grows and grows, and yet it cannot seem to grow out of the unfortunate cut I gave her last June. I trimmed up the back a few weeks ago (can’t really see it in the pics, but it looks much better now). However, her bangs were in her eyes so something had to be done about that as well. The only logical thing was to cut them, but now they look terrible again. I think her face is just not make for short bangs. In the future, I guess I will try to just trim half a centimeter or so and plan on more frequent maintenance. Sigh.
(Sorry ’bout the photos. We took these this morning before church and for some reason my white balance got all messed up. So then I tried to go for a cool vintage photo effect but now I think it just looks kind of dumb. Au naturel is best, I guess.)
Note what a studious little book lover she is becoming. I broke out the Little Golden Books a few weeks back and they have been in hot demand ever since. Baby Animals, Baby Farm Animals, Bunnies’ ABC, and The Animals of Farmer Jones are the current favorites. She is such an animal lover — we find it completely fitting that one of her names is Frances. :)