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Perhaps the most harrowing thing to hear over the baby monitor is “Eww, my feet smell like poop. Poop, get off my feet!”
In other news, it’s my birthday. Woo twenty-five. We actually did “birthday” on Saturday, since Pam will be out of town for nearly 3 weeks and we wanted to have birthday dinner while she was here, and today I am just eating leftover cake. Tom and I are going to dinner tonight while my father-in-law watches Ella, but I already got my big gift, and whew. I feel spoiled. To convince myself that I will actually use it, I finished that little mini quilt I was working on for my midwife.
Or maybe it’s not finished. I can’t tell. I CAN tell that this machine cost more than my first car, because it took me an hour to get this far, after it taking 4 hours of cussing at my old machine to get to here. That big white boob is bothering me, but I can’t decide what to do to it without making it stand out even more. Ugh. Boobs, always causing trouble. In fact, a lot of things about the quilt are bothering me (Baby should be huge! Where is the placenta? Why the weird belly ridge?) but I keep reminding myself that it doesn’t have to be anatomically correct to get the idea across (the roll of water in birth, to ease the transition for baby (from water into water), and to comfort the mother (hence the supporting lines around the mother’s body)). I accidentally embroidered the baby backwards the first time, so I have an extra, and could just call this one a test run (and keep it myself) if I end up getting to picky about giving it to Cathy.
I also want to pull this bag apart, since I finished it last week and wince when I look at the stitching now.
It’s the project that inspired this post, because ack, I just want to redo the entire thing. But I don’t have time for that, so I’ll just wait until the seams fall apart and then I’ll make a new one. I know a couple people recognize the pattern, but I won’t link to it, because I really can’t recommend it. When an English major thinks a pattern is too wordy and needs more pictures, you know there is a problem. I didn’t even bother pressing it after I was done, because I was just tired of messing with it. Ugh.
Okay, Ella isn’t going to take a nap today (allergies have hit and she can’t sleep unless I drug her up) so we’re headed outside to enjoy the sunshine overcast skies.
