Here’s Eva’s corner in my room– full of things that could each be a blog post in and of themselves.
There’s the new Moses basket I designed that will be my next baby gear sewing pattern (the SweetPod Sleep Spot maybe?), new handknit booties and hat for a fresh head and toes…
the newborn diapers all freshly washed and waiting…
a newly slip-covered rocking chair and a hexagon stripe quilt…
On Monday I had contractions every 10 minutes ALL DAY LONG– from about 7:30 in the morning until 9:30 or so at night. While I could tell that it wasn’t quite the real thing yet I also felt like it could turn very real any second. I was on a roller coaster of thought and emotion. I wasn’t ready! I need this one last week! My shelves and refrigerator were empty– so a major grocery shopping trip was accomplished and eased some of the unready feelings. We braved the new Ikea to buy that new dresser we really needed when the last baby was born so we could have a place to keep clothes and blankies. I think my body was just trying to tell me to get with it, stop dilly-dallying. There will be a baby coming next week, or the next. My days with Hunter as the baby are numbered– as are my days of needing help rolling over in bed.
Last night, as the sky looked like this:
I relished in the wonderful day I had swimming with my kids and stocked my freezer with 3 pans of Chicken Enchiladas. Today is Lasagna day.
And I’m feeling ready– with each day a little more.
