Divine Silence

After two very busy days (Sunday: Mass, Aunt Lovey's birthday party, Grandpa's birthday party; Monday: tutoring/piano, afternoon playdate) and a Tuesday morning at Granny's because I had jury duty today (!), everyone was pretty much pooped this afternoon. Nate has mostly given up his afternoon nap, but Ben is not even close to being ready to do that, so 2 days of not napping AND going to bed late had taken their toll! I have been enjoying almost two full hours of silence. golden. Not doing anything terribly productive and it feels nice. ;)

I have a vague to-do list in my head, which includes getting pictures from Andrew's birthday party off Meagan's camera (I did bring my own but when I saw she had hers close by I decided to let her do the photos!), writing thank you notes, and taking Andrew's "1" picture for our wall! I haven't done a "professional" picture of him (I call them professional even though I take them because I use a nice background and have them printed at a professional lab, does that count?) since 5 months.

A few days off from homework is making SUCH a difference. I had a lot of work due last week and over the weekend, and I felt like I was struggling to catch my breath! Taking 12 credit hours was definitely not what I wanted, but I was hoping for a light fall semester (6 credits) and then I'd be DONE. Since I will have a newborn and all! School usually starts somewhere around August 15, and my due date is August 3. I just found out that I will probably have to take Composition 2 because they won't accept my freshman English from Christendom, despite the fact that I took a grad level English class 2 semesters ago and got an A. So, 9 fall credits. But then I will be dooooooone. Forever and ever! So even though I feel like I'm barely getting by this semester, it will be a good thing that I took all 4 classes, I think.

 

He enjoys climbing into things. And he can open the oven door. eek.

I finished my skirt that I ranted about the other day. When I pulled the sewing machine back out, it worked perfectly. (That seems to be the story of my life right now - my check engine light went on Sunday, was on all day yesterday, and this morning was off again! All my stuff is like "let's stop working long enough for her to get really frustrated but not long enough for her to get around to trying to fix us.")

When I went to iron the hem, my iron got a cute little rust spot on it! I don't know if this skirt was really meant to be. ;) But, it's done.

I realized that I do not have a full-length mirror (how!?) so I need to remedy that and then I will post a picture of it. It didn't turn out as cute as I anticipated, which is fairly normal, but it's good enough to wear, I think. ;)

This is my current "take a picture of myself" method - with the webcam! Doesn't it look kind of cloudy? This is my "what I wore Tuesday - jury duty" outfit (NOT the new skirt). A guy thought I looked familiar and asked me if I went to his church. Apparently he is Pentecostal, and he thought that I guess because of my skirt, maybe I was too? I am also wearing a headband (so like my 'headcovering'?). I don't know. I couldn't help but laugh. I was wearing makeup... and my skirt is not super long!

My period of golden silence is almost up - I hear chatter from the other bedroom. :)

Sewing Fail

Does this ever happen to you?

Find inspiration for something cute on Pinterest. Think, "I HAVE to make this!" Click through to the tutorial. Super, super easy! Go to the store and buy fabric. Promise yourself you won't start til later in the week once you are caught up on _____. Pull out your scissors as soon as you get home, hoping to have a new shirt/skirt/dress to wear by the end of the afternoon.

And then.

Your sewing machine does crazy things like pucker the fabric, making it appear that your tension is WAY too tight, even though it is on the lowest setting, you have changed the needle and are indeed using the correct one, and re-threaded the top thread and the bobbin numerous times. With a normal cotton broadcloth - it's not like we're sewing taffeta here or something! You curse at the machine (in your head) and vow to move your "new treadmill" money into a "new sewing machine" account.

And then the puckering magically stops long enough for you to get a few stitches in. You look at the tutorial you found on Pinterest again to make sure you are doing the "ruffling/gathering" thing right. She makes it look so easy. "Now, sew two rows of basting stitches and gather!" She didn't mention that it might take 15 minutes, and that you will worry the whole time that you will break the thread because you are pulling SO HARD.

They you pin the "gathered fabric" to the waistband. You pat yourself on the back and even take a picture because this is the FIRST project you have ever pinned, because you are so incredibly lazy. But because you are actually pinning, the sewing angels must descend upon your project and make it turn out fabulously. You deserve it.

 

And then you sew it. And it just does. not. turn. out. Gold star for effort! But no gold star for getting other fabric stitched up in it accidentally. You rip out your work and try again, rolling your eyes and grumbling about how you knew pinning was a waste of time. You flip it inside out. It looks GREAT! Except that you didn't match the fabric up correctly that time, so the waistband is right-side-out and the rest of the skirt is inside-out.

You tear it out again and give up the idea of a different-colored waistband. A simple piece of elastic will do, you just need this skirt DONE, dang it! And then, your machine stops catching the bobbin thread again, and no amount of re-threading will fix it.

You come to the sad realization that you wasted your entire afternoon and got about 15 minutes worth of actual sewing done. And you still have to do that homework you ignored. You could cry, or eat too much chocolate, and you are thinking about how satisfying beating the sewing machine with a metal baseball bat would be right about now...

And then you see this Hey Girl meme.

 

And feel completely justified in your righteous anger. So glad he understands.

So, this happened to me yesterday.

7 Quick Takes - in which I reveal a SUPER BIG secret

1.  Okay, so if you are Facebook friends with me, you saw this the other day, and it wasn't really even a BIG SECRET before that. I just neglected to explicitly mention it here. ;) Supposedly August 3rd is the big day. If past history is an indicator, it will probably be more like August 10th with a forced eviction.

2. I find myself more worried about things going "differently" this time than I have before. You'd think by #4 I'd be a pro and anything that comes at me, I can handle... maybe? But as much as I'd love to go into labor spontaneously, since I've never done it, the thought of it kind of freaks me out! And the fact that I have pretty much NEVER had a *real* contraction until I'm in the hospital means that I know I'll be obsessing over every twinge. Oh, and the fact that my labors are fast & furious. I spent a lot of time agonizing over it with Andrew, too, and ended up being induced anyway. So I need to try to not stress over it and forget about the fact that my friend Martina delivered HER #4 in the front seat of her car. Cuz that will never happen to me!

Also, what in the world would I do with a baby girl!? (Not planning on finding out the gender til birth.)

3.

 

This was my favorite skirt. My blue skirt. I mentioned here that I wear it 6 or 7 days a week. It matches everything and is pretty much a substitute for jeans, since it's blue - if the shirt would match jeans, it would match this so-very-comfortable-and-forgiving skirt!... and, yeah. It got a giant tear in it, not on the seam, and a few other random little holes above it. I have NO idea how it happened, or when or where, I just noticed it when I took it off at night a few days ago, so now I'm obsessed with checking for tears in my clothing. I had been to the doctor's office and the store earlier that day, so hopefully it wasn't there then? I feel like it needs a funeral.

4. This is just a symptom of my larger problem. I need some clothes. I told myself that we would do no clothes-buying in February, and I would go on a spring shopping spree in March (both for me and the boys). I have my eye on some tops in super cute colors from Old Navy, and maybe a couple solid-colored knee-length jersey skirts for warmer days? I'm ALL about the daily uniform, and Hallie's post makes it look way cuter than "I have nothing to wear so I wear dark bottoms and a bright shirt every day."
(Side note, why are so many maternity tops SO super low? I usually wear a tank underneath, but it would be nice to have the option NOT to wear a tank without exposing way too much. Even a lot of the crew-necks sit too low for me.)

5. I just finished Little Women for the hundredth time last night. sigh. I know a lot of people don't like it, and think it's too sappy and the girls are too perfect, but it has always been one of my favorites - maybe because if you can see past the slightly loud moral message, they ARE real and relatable, I think. They aren't always happy with the hand they have been dealt, complain a lot, have tempers, argue with their husbands, get angry... but they are always trying to improve. I find myself relating to their struggles more than, oh, those of a girl who got picked to kill other people in a "game" in order to survive? :P

6. After some shenanigans at the grocery store today, I ordered some Hold-On Handles. I jokingly said I needed a leash, but this seems like a good compromise. I have a sweet, darling child who is totally absentminded and "hold on to the cart" means "hold on to the cart for 37 seconds and then get distracted by something delicious-looking", BUT he is a pretty good listener with constant reminders, and I think this being a tangible reminder rather than mom nagging will help. So I have high hopes for these.

7. No one is napping at our house today. That's cool, guys. It will be a fun party tonight that we're going to at 6, which means we won't be home til probably 9. Go ahead, just stay awake, and we can all melt down at the same time (I'll give them til 7?)