Friday marked the beginning of the end. Or at least I hope.
(Pregnancy DOES in fact end, right????)
I started maternity leave. Which seems weird to me. It's been a long time since I didn't have a job. Ok, it was 2008, and again it was for a medical reason (knee surgery, anyone?) but outside of that awful time, it's been a while. And holy cow, 3 months? More? That's amazing.
So my goal is every day I will get up and get dressed still. What, don't tell me you get dressed every day of every weekend! I will make breakfast and then set to work on at least 1 project, preferably one that requires movement (today I've somewhat failed). After lunch I will spend the afternoon doing a sit down activity, and then my evenings will be whatever they would normally be.
This will keep me sane during this waiting game, no?
So far, the entire upstairs is clean (woohoo!!!!!). And after a lot of work, the main level is mostly clean too! We just need to basically sweep and do a few project organization things, and we're good. Next up- the downstairs. I'm mad excited here. My house, for probably the first time ever, is close to being completely clean!
I've also started to crochet. I already knit, but I was kind of getting bored with it. So I bought a set of crochet hooks and a book on how-to, and found some patterns on Ravelry, and set to work. We now have a newborn sized pumpkin hat (that is OMG adorable) and about 20 rows worth of a bib. :-D Hopefully by the end of things I'll have a few bibs, and a papoose. Unfortunately the yarn I bought for the papoose is not very crochetable. I can't see my stitches! So I'm going to have to see if I can find a knitting pattern. Because I want this papoose. And this yarn was semi expensive (hello soft and fluffy).
And in the mean time I'm totally getting my arms the workout they need. By throwing a miserable looking "hot dog" dog toy once every 10 seconds for my extremely happy puppy. He has spent a month learning to live at home all day by himself, and now all of a sudden Mama is home every day all day. Holyfreakincowhowmanytoyscanwefindforhertothrowtoday?
And fortunately by noon he's zonked. Like now. He's curled in a ball in my lap. Gotta love tiny dogs. So much energy that honestly runs out so fast.
I'll maybe get some cute pictures of the hat and soon-to-be bibs before long. I'm sure you're dying to see a newborn pumpkin hat, right? Me too... On the newborn, that is. Any day now.... Any day now.....