Keeping busy

Well, it’s August. I’m still here, still hugely pregnant, and obviously no baby.  I went to the Dr. Friday and since I am measuring 42 weeks (it’s no wonder I can’t breathe) if I don’t have her by next Friday they will send me to labor and delivery and I will be induced. That is definitely not my ideal way to go but, having a nice healthy baby is the goal, so I will suck it up and go with the flow. We have all but decided on a name, to be announced when our little one makes her grand entrance.

All MIne!!!

In the mean time I spent yesterday dyeing yarn, and will be getting pictures today if the weather cooperates. I even dyed a skein for myself of that wonderful silk/merino yarn. I plan to make a bonnet for the baby for the fall/winter. I’ll have to find just the right pattern. My youngest Daughter helped with the dyeing,  so we got to spend some quality one on one time together. I always love having each of the kids on their own. Even the kids who are not kids anymore. This is something that has gotten a lot easier as they have gotten older. When they were all little it was a rare event. So I appreciate it all the more. I’m still amazed they actually want to spend time with me given their respective ages. (22, 18, 16, &12)

Craig,  Alexandra and Ashlyn   cut and stacked wood yesterday. I thought this more physical activity might help start my labor. I didn’t however take into account a few key elements of doing wood. A). You need actual shoes. that’s a bit of a problem. I not only can’t reach my feet, I don’t have shoes that fit. So I just wore my flip-flops. I knew I would hear some protesting, but since I have been a hormonal mess lately, I knew they wouldn’t say too much. B). I can’t bend down. this makes picking up the wood to either put it in the truck or in the splitter rather difficult, since it obviously doesn’t jump into your hands. And finally C). I settled on stacking the wood in the truck to be transported to the lean-to where we keep it. Hard to believe, but I miss calculated the girth of my belly. I couldn’t lean in far enough to actually stack the wood on the truck.  It was at this point that I gave up and went for a walk waddle. I now know that the reason my family didn’t give me too much grief on the whole wood thing was because, they had already figured out A, B, & C.

Today we decided to live dangerously, by tempting the labor Gods. We are finally laying our living room floor. We’ve had the flooring since the remodel this spring but one thing or another has kept us from getting to it, until now. Truthfully I think it would still be put on hold until the fall in favor of the millions of outside projects that need to be done, if Craig wasn’t feeling sorry for me. I’ll take what I can get at this point, I’m not proud.


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