I suppose that since it’s a trend I started with my first pregnancy, I’m now five months into my second! Woo hoo for belated announcements!
Life has been pretty cozy lately. My daughter has spent the last month practicing being a big sister with her dolls, and we’re all very eager for the baby to arrive in April. We’re planning on going through some big changes before that event even happens, so 2014 is going to be a fun year.
I’ve decided to change the general focus of this blog, and use it more for journaling — that’s what I enjoy doing the most. I’ll still post about my sewing and crafting projects, as well as opinion pieces, but on the whole I want to write about my life the very most. It is an interesting life, and I am an ever-changing person.
I managed to get over a lot of my PTSD and bitterness during the end of 2013, and having a second baby to look forward to helped motivate me a lot with that. It’s very lovely to feel relaxed and happy more often than not! I am determined to always appreciate the knowledge that my experiences have given me, but I’m grateful to have overcome the negative emotions that accompanied them.
Here’s looking forward to an exciting new year!
My laptop seems to be on it’s last breath. In this journey towards the inevitable, I have learned that batteries can, and do, swell up and run the risk of exploding — when I told my husband that I suspected the bulge in the keyboard was connected to the battery, he was very quick to yank that thing out and deport it from the house.
This doesn’t seem to be my season for electronics. I have yet to buy a decent digital camera, and I’m not feeling inclined to get another laptop any time too soon either.
I’m 90% done with my long-line bra. Unfortunately, I have also discovered that the band is just a smidge too big, which has left me feeling quite disheartened about the project. At the moment I don’t really want to finish it. Instead I’ve started working on crochet again, and I think that I want to focus on working with yarn for the upcoming while. It certainly doesn’t take up as much space.
That’s where I’m at right now. Perhaps I ought to update more, but it seems that my mind is full of other thoughts that I’m not ready to share with the world just yet.
My baby, who shall henceforth be known as my toddler, has been on a destructive streak of late. I’ve been spending most of my time cleaning up after her, especially since she’s learning new ways to get into mischief every day (which is why I have decided to start calling her my toddler). It’s been a bit distressing, because I want to spend more time sewing and less time cleaning, especially now that I’ve got the itch to start another lingerie project. Oh lingerie, your siren call is too alluring to be denied.
In other news, I’ve been learning how to swim. Now that it’s the off season, my husband has been taking me to the pool so that I can practice Not Drowning without crowds of people around to witness it. I confess that I’m very proud of myself for doing this, considering how terrified of water I was just a short while ago. Now I can stand in it up to my neck without feeling worried in the slightest. Woo hoo!
I’m still getting ready for Halloween, but thankfully there’s just a little bit more to do before my toddler’s costume is finished. Just in the nick of time too, because the party with her cousins is tomorrow.
My husband and I decided to go for a leisurely hike yesterday evening, letting the baby take the lead with her small steps and cowgirl boots, when we spotted a giant tarantula on the side of the trail — I had no clue that tarantulas lived in this area, considering that I grew up here and never once saw one before. I hate tarantulas, and thought the thing was awful and horrible, so I quickly grabbed the baby to keep her away from it
My husband decided that he wanted to adopt it.
He took off his shoe and chased it inside, then I screamed when the tarantula tried to escape from his shoe, and forever later we made it back to the car and found another container to put it in. After a quick stop at the pet store to pick up some crickets, my husband transferred it over to my betta fish’s old tank.
Now it’s sitting next to my fish tank, where I have to look at it.
And I really really hate tarantulas.
My baby is having more teeth grow in, which has had her very unhappy for the past few days. It was a relief when I saw those little white teeth start to poke through those poor swollen gums, because it meant that there would soon be an end to the screaming. My baby has gotten quite good at ear-splitting screeches.
This morning she’s back to making her cuter noises. One of her favorite things to do is to run around rawring at everything, so I affectionately call her my Baby Monster. It’s very precious to hear her playing make-believe with her little voice.
The past week has been full of the ups and downs of motherhood, and I wouldn’t have my life be any other way.
This is the biggest spider that my husband has ever caught (that’s a quarter that it’s sitting next to). We found it where we were living last year in North Carolina, and that place really made me redefine what I consider to be a “big” spider.
Ever since, I’ve said on many occasion, “Meh. The spiders here aren’t as bad as North Carolina.”