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Sometimes stuff just doesn’t work out the way you and your sonogram technician have planned it. I thought she was crazy when she said I was due on February 27th. And today I wanted to apologize to her. I am now overdue for having this baby make his/her exit from my body. I feel as…
Officially, we are three days from the due date, in case you were wondering. I have been spending my time finishing all the little tasks and do’s from my list. And I’m almost done. Avoiding some sewing but I’m not throwing anything else on there either. Makes the feeling of accomplishment more possible. At a…
Otherwise known as scalloped potatoes or Gratin Dauphinoise, messy potatoes are my favorite ‘go to’ potatoes for a side with dinner. I have a mandolin. It’s a vegetable cutting guillotine that’s perfect for slicing potatoes thinly. Unfortunately, and no surprise here, a plastic part exploded rendering the guide useless. So I am back to using…
I am so very impressed by my friend Amy at The Bumble Files this evening, I am inspired to repost her post found here. She expresses the power and purpose of blogging. And the containment and bleed of our personal selves. And my girl can write. Message in a Blog Posted on February 21, 2013 Some…
The last of my friend Tania’s picture link ups is today. And her theme is Color Me Happy. Beauty can be found in the most unlikely places. I have a quilt. I got it on my birthday at an auction in Delaware more than ten years ago. The same fateful day that my husband threw…
Do you remember my drawing mannikins from my shopping trip extravaganza to Tuesday morning? They ended up being an ongoing moveable diorama on this window ledge through to the stairway. I probably missed a few set-ups before I realized that there was a pattern here. One guess as to who set this one up. The…
So my ever curious kid asks,”How did you go from running energetic Mommy to pregnant slow breathless turtle Mommy?” or something like that. I asked him to repeat and he did. I say,”The baby in my belly made that happen.” But that didn’t quite satisfy him. So we pull down the Webster’s dictionary. I told…
In an effort to save the moment, I “videotaped” my belly a couple of times. And just like when I’d do the “grab your hand and put it on my belly for you to feel that” maneuver, Twitchy would stop twitching. I believe this is the only time I got a good twitch on tape….
We have a tradition of making cards for Valentines Day, as well as Christmas. Eamon draws something and then I run off enough copies to hand out to his class mates plus additional loved ones. I have to say that this year’s V-Day offering is brilliant. Something got stuck in his head from a book…
For months I’ve been saying I was going to pack my hospital bag by the first of February. And install the car seats. And wash the baby clothing. That and the packing of the famous bag. Some sort of pivotal tasks in the pregnant lady’s inevitable future. All those baby musts hanging over my head…
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