Monday, April 01, 2013
Really ready (not really)
I keep having dreams that I am being put on bed rest. As someone who has never been put on bed rest, I most likely have an unrealistic (stupid) idea of that being something to actually hope for. Truth be told I would only enjoy that if I put myself there, and not if I were told to do it. Like anything, of course. I think I must be having strong contractions in my sleep that make me have these dreams. I do that though, have lots of contractions by now, most light, but every now and then a doozy with pressure. Because I have always done this, I fluctuate between ignoring them, and freaking out over them.
I knit these very, very small pants. You have my left hand there as perspective on how small these are: so small. I am a little in love with them. I happen to actually fall in love with everything I am knitting right now. I guess because all of it is small and cute, and does not take a very long time. I joined Ravelry, which is where I found the pattern for these tiny pants. I actually joined quite a while ago, but I just started spending more time on there since I began knitting, and I already suck at being on Ravelry. I haven't done anything with it but search and download stuff, which is awesome, and I do have intent to get myself all together over there, and post projects, pics, notes, etc. It seems like such a very good idea, bc I simply never make note of yarn when I start something, end up forgetting, then can't answer questions to anyone, including me even, so I can't even figure out how to wash it- ha! Not cool. Will do it.
My sister is coming today! Today, like in a few hours! I am so excited. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, I cleaned up the house (sorta), and I think this might even call for a shower and a trip to the grocery store. A few days ago I was checking out at my local grocery store and the very youngish girl helping me with that was like "wow, is this your first baby?" (Nicolas was standing right next to me, so um, duh, no, not my first baby). And I was like "oh, no not by a long shot (smile-what's the next question)". She was then like "wow, so when are you due?". I was like "I have two months to go still (here it comes)". She was then, with big eyes and staring at my belly, like "OH, Wow, you seem Really ready". I just smiled and said "Mm. Yeah. (you seem Really Not ready is what I wanted to say, bc I am getting kinda cranky)."
So yeah. Hope you had a beautiful weekend.