been showered

i've officially been showered.

and brennan thinks it's ALL for him.

hahahahahahaha!

i need to be reconvinced to wash the brand new clothes.

they look so fresh and crisp.

as of now, i'm not washing them.

i think i'm pregnant,

and that i might be having a baby...

5 double crochets

it took me an hour to do that square.
at least it's supposed to be a square.
i need to work on my "tension."
meaning i need to try to be more even with my crochet-ing.
my mom just informed me i'll most likely have to undo it all and start over b/c i have 5 double crochets instead of 4 on one side.
the hardest part is trying to figure out the foreign language of code the pattern is telling you to do.
i'm having flashbacks of the stitch flounce when i was making my apron!
and let's not forget "press the fabric" when i was making brennan's quilt.
"press" means iron, in case you were wondering.
it does NOT mean press it together with the palm of your hands and hope it will stick.
despite having to learn a new language to make another blanket for max, i know i'm going to love it once i get going.
i have the urge to sit and crochet while watching grey's, or whichever show is in my recorder.
i love doing things with my hands.
the satisfaction of making something always feels so great.
still, i'm thinking i should have started this project sooner than now.
good thing grandma casper is making one too b/c i doubt this one will be ready by the time max arrives.
the best part of the entire process was sitting on the couch with my mom, laughing over what the directions were saying.
and then realizing i was supposed to have a square, when mine looked more like an uneven blob of a circle.
i loved the feeling of laughing at myself and learning together.
on my couch.
just crochet-ing away.
and there's just something about all of this pink that's making me feel more like a lady than i ever have before.
i love it.
all of it.

the nest

let the nesting begin!!!

no idea

i can't figure out what's he's saying,

but he's surely saying something.

"mine"

if this picture could talk it would be saying "mine."
that is exactly what brennan has been saying the entire day about everything he touches.
when he's not holding something, he's walking around the house with his hand over his chest saying, "mine."
in a very "matter of fact" kind of way.
i think this baby might be coming 1 month too late.
dang.
how many times will i need to say, "no, not yours, everybody's" before it sticks?
play dates should be interesting.
part of me is excited to hear him talking.
understanding more.
another part of me can't help laughing.
it's just funny.
the other part of me, the teacher part of me, thinks of the work that lies ahead.
like teaching him which drawers were his in the kitchen and which were mine.
but he learned.
and he'll learn again.
i love seeing him grow.
i love watching him become a new person.
he looked older on saturday morning.
a little more grown up.
but still my baby.
always my baby.
something my dad taught me.
the work is the fun part.
if i look at it that way;-)

hicks

braxton hicks give me a high.

seriously.