Sleep deprivation --> Chaos

Not too surprisingly, things have unraveled a bit around here. In the past three weeks we've found the mail in the dog food bin (??), and the bread and the ice cream in the refrigerator. Realized the reason the house was so hot was not that the A/C wasn't working properly but because the back door was left wide open for a solid 3 hours. I let the dogs out and wandered off to take care of something, and just never came back. On more than one occasion, dripped salsa, queso, mole sauce, or other varieties of Tex-Mex onto an unsuspecting nursing baby (I'm not proud of this but don't pretend you other moms haven't done it). One of us attempted to put dirty dishes in the washing machine. Both of us have been not quite quick enough with the fresh diaper in the middle of the night - on the bed - and this has consequences. Done that more than once because we like to live dangerously. Oh and forget about having a burp cloth at the ready. Ha. No. We prefer cleaning up projectile spit ups after the fact, thankyouverymuch. Laundry, laundry, oh so much laundry. And these days, all the cabinet doors in the kitchen are perpetually flung wide open, because apparently these days I just can't be bothered to close doors of any kind. If you are brave enough to stop by, we apologize in advance for the slightly disheveled state of our home.

On the bright side, the baby remains well-fed and changed and still quite a happy little thing for the most part, so I guess we are doing something right. And the dogs are still alive last we checked, though with the heat wave (100 for the foreseeable future! Gross) we may need to readjust our plant watering schedule as they are looking a little croaky. Eep. We are managing pretty well, I suppose, under the circumstances. I just wish I had some sort of magic elf following us around shutting doors, picking up where our brains leave off, and keeping things a little more orderly.

(This little love remains oblivious to the chaos):





Hope everyone had a relaxing weekend! We slept. Hallelujah. XO

Progress

Out of ways to nest inside the house, we turned to the garden in early April. It needed a lot of work, but we are pleased with how it came out and it's been fun watching our garden spring to life. We decided awhile back that because we are already growing out of the "starter home" phase, it made sense for us to wait to buy a house, since this rent house is the perfect size for us right now and just what we need in terms of space and location. That said, it isn't the prettiest on the block, so it's been a fun challenge to work within our means to pretty it up where possible. Another fun challenge: keeping the deer from eating our new flowers. I have a few choice words for those guys.

This is what happens when I take pictures from directly above these days...our plumbago isn't the only thing growing around here.

We had a visit from our friends the Borgs last week, whose sweet baby Virginia is now 4 months old. She was here at about 6 weeks old and Nicholas was still a bit of a hesitant but willing participant in the whole baby holding arena. This time he was an old pro. He doesn't have too much practice with babies, but I know he'll be a natural.


You'd think on bedrest, I would have made a bit more progress on this blanket...but you'd be wrong. Absent a pattern, it is one of those things I have to mull over as I go. This is a chevron baby blanket done out of soft, silky cotton. I love to crochet, but am always trying to do a fresh, un-grannylike take on my projects. Usually that means a graphic pattern, lots of white, and lots of characteristic, indecisive waffling. I'm happy with how it's coming along now but I'm quite certain it won't be finished before the baby comes. I'm pretty sure she won't know the difference.

And, it turns out I wasn't going crazy; I've truly been laboring at home all this time. We have made some very significant progress from last week and my doctor said she'll be surprised if she doesn't arrive in the next two days or so. We're supposed to go straight to the hospital once the stronger contractions start, as we are already far enough along that she might not take too long once I'm in active labor. Because she is clearly ready to go, my doctor encouraged lots of walking to get things going. So last night I walked a 5K! Not going to lie, it was hard (and took forever) but it felt good to finally get some exercise after all these weeks laying around. Our neighborhood has lots of steep hills so it's not the easiest of walks. It didn't appear to do the trick, so I'm going to try and overcome my soreness and do it again tonight...Miller said he wants to follow me in a pace car like on the Biggest Loser, just in case I keel over midway through. One way or another, baby will make her debut here very soon! XO