We drove up to visit my husband’s parents this past weekend. We had a great time seeing their new retirement haunts! The kids favorite was this Discovery Space which was this touchy-feely learning place.
Jack dug up some bones.
We learned about magnetic fields.
I hung out with a beaver.
Henry “rawred” at a dinosaur.
After a weekend away (pictures coming soon!) it was mandatory to make a grocery run, unless I want to let the family starve for a few days.
I decided to run an impromptu experiment and buy ALL organic, not just my usual faves and the must Dirty Dozen. I already buy about 40% organic in any regular grocery trip, but this time I got everything I could. Which meant I added things like bread, tea and a few misc. veggies to my list. My total grocery bill was about 10-15% more than normal. Not too shabby!
I think I might have to keep this up!
I am so psyched!
Yesterday I got a call that my quilts were ‘done’. (You’ll see what I mean by ‘done’.) This project has been in the works for a long time. Almost as long as that blasted bed for Henry (good thing he doesn’t need it yet!)
I designed the quilts and purchased the fabric on this day and found out I was pregnant the next day. I’ve been working on this project for a while. I was quick to finish the basic pattern, but then came the border which I slacked on. Finally I dropped it off at a local quilting place, they have one of those gigantic quilting machines that allows you to stitch the top fabric, the insulation and the muslin (back fabric) together usually using a fancy design.
Since I have a standard machine I was happy to hand off my project to professional hands with fancy equipment.
What’s left now is the binding (correct me if I’m wrong on the terminology here). So I’m stumped. There is a fabric that matches both Jack’s and Henry’s quilts and I could use it on both to tie them together. Or should I use a color to highlight each quilts palate? What colors or patterns would you choose? Please advise!
That is the question.
I would love to do it, but it just feels like I’m juggling so many things right now it’s hard to dedicate the time to A. earning some cash to pay for the midwife I know I like or B. getting to know one who is very local but has a reputation for bad office management (like patients wait for 3 hours in the waiting room before being seen).
Let’s imagine for a minute what that would be like with two kids in tow…. ::shudder::
I believe home birth is a safe option in most scenarios. I believe home birth is not for everyone, and they should be allowed to choose a nice cozy hospital bed and one of those fancy epidurals. I have had two, one was very nice. I just don’t know if I believe that home birth is what’s going to work for me. Not because I’m afraid of the risks to 2VBAC moms or anything else like that.
I’m worried about having something else that I will need to manage. If I choose home birth I will have to be stocked with supplies, and if I go with the birth tub I will have to have that inflated and ready to go. All I hear is clutter, to-do lists, and office visits that will be irritating to no end.
I’m trying to do this new thing where sanity and levelheadedness is my top priority. It’s been easier this pregnancy, I’m not nearly as short-fused as I was with the last 2. I’ve mellowed out a bit. I feel like this is probably going to work to my advantage in the end, however and wherever this birth shakes out. I wish there was a way to guarantee an easily achieved positive outcome, but the walrus does not survive the arctic storm by planning and fighting and swimming his heart out, he floats in the waves going where the current takes him- conserving his energies for after the storm.
I didn’t intend to go all metaphor on you, but it really does speak to me and how I’m feeling right now.
So, in summary: I’m deciding that I haven’t decided yet, and that’s okay.
We have been working on this bed project for the better part of a year… okay, it’s only been a month but it feels like longer. Much, Much longer. Progress has been really painfully slow and the rain really hasn’t helped our ability to cut the wood.
In the mean time…
I found this tragic looking fireplace grate at my local Habitat for Humanity Re-Store (Think Goodwill for building supplies.) Our fireplace fan doesn’t work very well, which means the best way to allow the heat of the fire to come into the house is to let the fire go with the glass doors wide open. That’s fine, but since the fireplace is in the playroom we needed a better solution.
For $10 there was NO WAY I was going to pass this up (I had been looking online which meant I already knew the dimensions of our fireplace and I already knew that buying one of these new was going to cost me $100.)
A little Engine-Grade spray paint rated to 500 degrees Fahrenheit for $5 at the hardware store. And it looks good as new!
Now we will be able to enjoy a crackling fire, and some ‘free’ heat this winter, even during playtime!
After all that work this weekend Monday feels like a vacation!