Totally scattered

My brain is totally scattered, do you have that problem? It's a real problem at my house. Either way children are being fed and semi-clothed and in the end isn't that all that matters?

My longtime/childhood/best friend came to help us a few weekends ago and we had a great time. It's nice to have a friend that you don't have to overly clean for.

Oliver stopped by to visit last week on his way to the wild wild west. He and Lilly really wanted us to name the baby Oliver, so they've formed a bitter club about it.

Jackson is one month old now, he is getting fat, which is cute. I don't have the patience to take cute baby pictures, so I need one of my talented photographer friends to come and take some.

One of my new ways to stay sane is to visit my local yarn shop for about an hour a week. Jim is really great and takes the kids. I completed my first knitting project ever. It's a hat for me, but I thought Lilly was a cuter model. Knitting is seriously hard, but I like the way it looks for some projects. My next project is a sweater for Jackson. I am going to make it in the 1-2 year size so I have plenty of time to be frustrated, give up, restart the project, and possibly finish it without too much pressure.

We were at the grocery store today and every time the cart would bump the baby would stir and Lilly kept telling me that I was waking him up. She was very concerned and finally yelled at me "Mom, you're really freaking him out!" That is my funny moment for the day.

Jack attack

Jackson is three weeks old tomorrow, where did the time go? Mostly it went to sleepless nights and days with a lot of screaming and crying from all of us, but isn't he cute?

Lilly was so excited to leave the house this morning with promises of singing and friends at our library singing time. As I was driving to the library I drove past the health clinic and remembered that we had appointments 20 minutes earlier to have the swine flu vaccine. I had totally forgot and made a hasty u-turn into the clinic lot. Poor Lilly not only had to miss the promised singing time but got tricked into a nasal vaccine and a shot in the arm. There was again a lot of screaming and crying. It kind of seemed like I tricked her into getting into the car with promises of the library, but honestly I forgot. Oh well, we got pizza afterwards and that made it a little better.

Halloween

Pumpkin by Jim

Introductions

Jackson Rex born on 10-28-09

7lbs 9 oz, 20 in.

cutest in the patch

It's time

In the past 30-45 days I crocheted 10 hats, 3 scarves, a headband, baby booties, flowers, and also 4 hats that I made and then undid because I didn't like how they turned out.

I am done crocheting hats for a long time.

I am hoping that this is some cosmic sign that the baby will be coming any minute because I have run out of the desire to make anything.

The baby needs to come soon so that I don't end up in jail. Don't you think there should be a law to not directly address a 9 month pregnant woman? Several helpful strangers told me that the baby isn't coming any time soon because of how I am carrying. Then a woman said "So you're due around Christmas?" she almost got a punch in the face just for thinking that I should be pregnant that much longer. The cable guy came today and asked me twice if I had satelite, he almost got a punch in the face for not listening to my answer the first time, and why would I be calling the cable guy if I had sattelite?? I don't have time to be repeating myself to strangers. When I heard myself telling Jim that I can't be held accountable for my actions I knew it was time for the baby to come.

I don't want to be mean and hateful, but I can't seem to avoid it.

We took a time out to a local preserve yesterday and Jim snapped some cute photos of Lilly, and one of me with a fake smile.

Happy Fall

My model Johnny wearing my new fall hat. (Photo by Jessamyn)



My model Lilly wearing the leaves from our tree.

A little worn out

I have avoided talking about my pregnancy on my blog for many reasons. One of them is that I am just a plain miserable pregnant person, my blog has been a little quiet because I don't have anything nice to say, at all.

Lately my nights are filled with fake labor and my days are filled with my three year old peppering me with "WHY" questions. I love my baby girl and I am grateful (blah, blah) but on no sleep I simply can't handle the why questions.

I have tried answering the questions logically, I have tried answering the questions with a silly response, I have tried responding with questions, I have tried "Because I said so. Now stop talking." I have even referred her to google.

Alas, I remain in why purgatory. My three year old has outsmarted me with her why's.