Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Monday, June 27, 2011

Some more baby crafts

My sewing machine has definitely been getting a workout lately, I can promise you that! Now that school is out and I have free time coming out my ears, I've been trying to keep myself busy with projects (and lots of naps). Here are some of my latest and greatest:

First up, the car seat canopy. Nothing says you better keep your hands off of my kid or I cut you like a car seat canopy. It will not only ward off handsy strangers, but it will inform the world that my baby is indeed a girl, keep the sun off her, and let her sleep when we take her in somewhere.

Next is the nursing shawl/hooter hider/udder cover/euphemism for boobs combined with cover synonym. Since this little one will be eating from the tap, I thought it might be best to have something to make her mealtimes a little more discreet when we are out, since I have no intention of going to hide somewhere other than the closest comfy chair. (And if you think women should take their babies into the bathroom to feed them, go eat your Big Mac sitting on the pot and then come talk to me. Yuck!)

Here is a close-up of the pattern. Yes, it is birds. But birds are me, what can I say?

And lastly we have something to further the beanette's education. Not one, not two, but THREE new books to add to her collection. Aunt Penny and I scoured Hobby Lobby and Joanns to find some cute fabric book patterns to no avail. But lo and behold, it was Wally World where we hit the jackpot! We snagged a book of nursery rhymes, ABCs, and Cinderella. Instead of just making them plain and boring, I added loops of ribbon and some of the pages are filled with that crinkly plastic that makes a lot of noise. It's all about the multi-sensory experience.

But this post would not be complete without highlighting the latest daddy craft. James built this awesome bookcase to house her growing collection of board books. He mounted it to the wall strong enough that the beanette will be able to use it as a chin-up bar in the future if she decides she needs to work on building up her guns.

Monday, June 13, 2011

The Nursery Floor is Missing!

Call the cops because someone stole the baby's floor!

Ok, so maybe I know where the floor is. Right now, it's in a pile in our driveway. My darling husband and conspirators (aka: friends) are currently installing wood flooring in all the carpeted areas of our house, including the nursery. Our previous carpet was old and torn up and not suitable for the cats, let alone a baby, to lay on. I will, of course, post an update when the new floors are in and the furniture has returned from the yard.

One nursery update that remains while the floor is MIA are these shelves we hung last weekend.

We bought a couple of pictures from Etsy and I made the framed E, tossed in a couple stuffed animals and, ta da! Cute shelves!

Yesterday also marks the beginning of my 34th week, for which I have a photo to mark the occasion. I'm feeling pretty good overall other than the typical aches and pains. Sleeping could be better, but it could be worse too.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Dear Baby,

You are over 7 months old today. Or, at least, I have known you that long. And I do feel like I know you even though we haven't actually met yet. I know when you wake up and when you like to rest. I know the way your tiny feet like to press against me and remind me that you are there. I know which songs make you dance and wiggle.

But there are still so so many things that I am still waiting, anxiously, to learn about you. Will you have my eyes? Will you have your daddy's nose? What will your personality be like? What will you like to do? What kind of little girl will you become?

The last 7 months seem like a constant stream of waiting. Waiting to find out if that little test was correct. Waiting to hear your heartbeat. Waiting to feel you move. Waiting to find out if I had a son or a daughter. Now, all that's left is just waiting for you, and that is the hardest one of all.

It's possible you could safely be here in less than a month now. I could only have 4 weeks left until I get to count your little fingers and toes and share with the world everything that just you and me had been sharing. That excites me unbelievably, but at the same time, I don't want it to happen. I want to keep you just for me. I don't want to have to share you.

I will do my best to keep you safe. I will love you as hard as I can. You are already loved, and cherished, and I am getting ready to meet you when you are ready.