Too Pretty to Wait.

This dress was supposed to be a Christmas present, but as soon as it got here I knew I wouldn’t be able to wait…

I mean, it’s so pretty… & it fits PERFECTLY, right now!

….just because.

 

(…nothing distracts like Jim…)

My Creative Space…

…aka “Crafting for Heavily Preggers Peeps”…

…aka “Don’t try this at home”…

…aka “Craft FAIL”.

So. I “covered” a manky old footstool with some of the left over robot quilt fabric. But…. I didn’t want to sew anything.

So… I glued it on.

Yup.

GLUE. White craft glue, to be precise. Shoulda/woulda/coulda used ModPodge maybe…?

Oh well.

Apart from the air bubbles it looks okay… good enough to stick my sausage feet on anyway!

More (perhaps less half-assed) creative spaces over here.

I’m still here.

…but I’m finally all packed & ready to go, just in case…!

Yesterday’s “Due Date” came & went without any excitement at all. I didn’t even have a bet on the Cup! I have a Doctor’s appointment this afternoon which I am dragging The Boy along to for the first time because I feel I’ll need a little moral support – she was already talking about “moving things along next week…” at my 39 week appointment.

I am sick of all the appointments & fussing, & wish we were having this bubba at the RPA Birth Centre where Le Punk was born & I felt more supported & empowered, but I’m not. I’m in ‘the country’ now, & apparently, things are different here. I am very confident that bubba#2 will come when he’s ready. Punk was a week late, so today, at one day “overdue”, I am not in the least bit concerned.

Wish me luck for my appointment. I hope she doesn’t make me cry… but it’s really not that hard these days….

Damn you facebook!

…you’ve sucked me back in to your time-consuming vortex! I had such good intentions when I quit facebook – I lasted ages too… AGES, but then, one day, when my internet had been sloooooooooowed…. riiiiiiiiiiight…. dooooooown…. I remembered that facebook took bugger-all time to load & I could still peruse all sorts of things, from Blythe pics to handmade goodness, & the rest of course, is history.

I am proud to say I am not involved in any of that “Just had toast for breakfast” palaver, or consumed by playing farm wars or mafia restaurant city or what not, but maybe I should be, because I have discovered something else.

The facebook sale. Uh. Oh.

Did you know about these….? People/stores/groups announce on their page that they’re having a sale at a certain time & upload photos to their album with the item details & the first person to write “SOLD!” after the sale has started scores the item, usually at a crazily discounted, highly sought after price. Like this ridiculously gorgeous Chalk n Cheese dress from My Poppit that I accidentally bought for $25 instead of $79.50…..

Did I already say “Uh Oh”?

Not only that, but thanks to a comment from Lauren on one of my Modern Cloth Nappy posts, I’ve discovered a Buy & sell your MCN group….

I shall be poor for eternity….!

At least I am only wasting time with one online social network – Twitter was nae for me…

How was it for you?

Blogtoberfest?

I can honestly say I’m glad it’s over for another year, I didn’t miss a day, but it wasn’t easy!

Did you have fun? How did you find posting every day? Are you going to keep it up?

I am going to luxuriate in the fact that I don’t HAVE to post tomorrow, but I can if I want to.

Ahhhh……….

Cheers to Cath for having us all around, & to Cam for keeping all the giveaway goodies in her spare room…

Boris.

You’re going to have to excuse any sniffles, snuffles or honking big sobs that might come up during this post because I’m feeling a little bit emotional…

This is Boris. Boris is bright yellow, all kinds of fuzzy & likes custard tarts. He arrived yesterday & has been checking out his new home ever since.

Boris was a surprise. A big, beautiful surprise from Jess. I love him. He made me cry. Jess made me cry. Bloody Jess.

*deep breaths*

Truth be told, I think I was tearing up before I even opened the beautiful package. I saw it’s loveliness & saw that it was from Jess & knew that she had done something special. Damn her.

Then I opened the parcel & there were gorgeous little bears, bunnies & lambs peeping out at me.

*sniff*

Then I opened another sweet package & there was Boris.

I cried.

I did.

Because I could FEEL the love peeps. I’m not being a sentimental pregnant lady… or, I’m not JUST being a sentimental pregnant lady, but he is special. He has heart. Character. Wonk.

How Jess manages to get such a result from some yarn, beads & stuffing I have no idea. She puts herself into them. She puts her affection into them, she cares about them, & each & every one is a beautifully unique creation, a teddy to be adored.

I don’t think I can accurately describe the warm vibe I get from him – especially when I hold him – which he’s made for, quite frankly, with his sturdy little body & tactile fuzz.

I was also a bit in shock, because just yesterday I noticed a member of Boris’ family – Kermit, in Jess’s etsy store, and thought about getting him. I love his big pancake head…

…and then, here in front of me all of a sudden is his big brother. Super cute & YELLOW. W. O. W.

I feel so special. I feel so lucky. I feel unworthy yet so grateful & I feel that Bubba#2 is going to have to share Mr Boris with me, because I do love him.

Thank you Jess, even though thank you isn’t enough. You’re awful & you know it. (…& I KNOW you’ll be mortified by this wee love fest but you made me cry. People need to know you’re a menace, & beware… This is actually a public service announcement…. xoxoxo)

*sob*