When they won't stop with the fussing,

Put 'em in the laundry basket and set 'em on top of the dryer while you dry blankets.

Hawaii Chair!

Almost there!

Ok, so I have made it to almost 36 weeks (the new week for counting the pregnancy begins on Fridays) and I am starting to understand why people get miserable. There's a baby kicking my stomach, the Braxton Hicks contractions are "awesome", and my face is swollen (along with everything else), as evidenced by the picture below.

But, I did finish my shrug that I've been working on. Wanna see?

And I needed something quick and painless to make after, so here's Justin's first Cupcake:

New Stash Photos

For your viewing pleasure:

Comfort Sock

Crazy Cotton

Debbie Bliss Cotton Angora

Heirloom Heatherwood

Lamb's Pride

Picture of the Day

I went outside to feed the doggies and... knock knock knock (incessantly)... there was a woodpecker!

I think we need to meet some doggies.

This is Sweetie! She's the matriarch of the doggie family at 13 years old.

She likes to sleep in expensive chairs and expects you to scoot over on the couch when she gives you "the look".

She has had bad hips for a very long time, but you wouldn't be able to tell from this picture!

Luke is a young two years old I believe... and a mini Aussie too!

He is always up for a car ride and can require a moment to get to know you.

Oh, and did I mention. he barks like a girl?

more to come

Hospital Schmospital

So we went to the hospital again last night, but I am at 34 weeks now and this is apparently to be expected. So whatever. I just feel like if I don't force myself to take this stuff seriously, one day it's going to get too far along and I will miss my opportunity for PAIN RELIEF... which cannot happen. So I guess I will just wait for my water to break and away we go.

In two weeks I will be allowed to stop taking the terbutalene and hopefully Justin will be soon to follow. I can't wait to meet him and eat like a normal human again.