I am a bit nauseous. It's probably because I'm wearing a polo shirt, or because I had two bites of mac&cheese last night. Cruel world. Speaking of nausea and a cruel world, not being pregnant again already was weighing on me these past few months, but I think we're moving past that a bit. There was a loss that will never be forgotten, but life is getting back to whatever normal was before all of this happened. Interestingly enough, before the struggle was all about getting pregnant, but now it's about staying pregnant and getting a healthy baby. I no longer have much of the disconnect between pregnant and baby. I'm very sure which one I'd rather have and if it takes the other one to get it - sign me up.
C told me that his brothers are driving down and will be staying with us Saturday and Sunday. This throws me into a panic because of the food situation. These boys eat! I'll have three of them and then C's parents on Sunday, but he thankfully mentioned that they were bringing stuff to grill. Our house seems so small when a lot of people are there, but it seems happier too. I can't wait to see the brothers!
As far as my sewing endeavors go, I made a small tote bag last night out of remnant fabric. I think that I executed the project well enough, but the fabric looks awful. I need to pass it on to a sweet ten-year-old girl. It took me three hours and I didn't quite follow the directions. I'm thinking of tackling a pattern project next, or making a non-pattern skirt from my sewing-a-skirt book. I bought this great orangeredyellow fabric with a geometric female warrior goddess face on it that would make a beautiful skirt. If I can execute.
Happy Birthday to R-man (it's your golden birthday!) on Monday and my friend J (who turns 25) on Tuesday. I missed J-brotha, who I will see this weekend and bake a cake for - Happy Birthday on the 21st!
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