24 Week Drivel

Today I’m 24 weeks.  Viability week.  Yes, I know, as my Dr. reminded me last time, just because things CAN go right at 24 weeks doesn’t mean you want a damn thing to happen.  However, it does help me breath a little easier. I had good intentions of posting a lot more after the last thing I wrote.  I was damn proud of it and I sort of wanted to keep it up.  Yeah, then I worked 60 hours last week. That would be a fact that I am debating not telling my OB.  I mean, I likely will when I get the “how is your stress question”, I’m just debating.  Granted a good portion of those hours were worked from home, what with the sick kid and the weekend work, but I know it isn’t anything I should make a habit out of.

After a couple of weeks of mad baking in the cold of winter, my husband had the nerve to complain that I was making him fat.  After I got done laughing at him because, seriously, I’m the one getting fat here, I stopped the baking.  No more brownies, cookies, or cupcakes.  Instead I’ve taken out my urge to create in quilts.  A basement cleaning brought on by my brother needing to move in for a few weeks helped me find a bunch of half made quilts, which I have been working on finishing.  There are four total, maybe more.  At least four though.  I’ve finished two that I present to you.  The rail fence quilt was started for friend’s baby who I am pretty sure is older than M, maybe in Kindergarten.  I’m not saying more than that because I am too embarrassed.  The other one I had parts of but M helped (sort of) pick it out for the Pod.  There are two more in the works.  After that, who knows, maybe world domination. Isn’t actually finishing a baby item before the baby arrives, while working full time and having another kid, like a sign of your ability to rule the world?


It may be torturing myself to start working on my running play list when I am a good six months from being able to run again, but here I am doing it.  I don’t know why it took a tribute to Aretha Franklin of all people for me to fall in love with Florence + The Machine.  I’m combining that with music from junior high and high school.  Due to a completely random event, I’ve recently started thinking a lot about what the hell my problem was.  Perhaps there is an idea for another post.  Maybe I’m ready to grow up, but maybe that is just the hormones talking.

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  1. Posted March 9, 2011 at 7:23 am | Permalink

    Well, you deserve a cookie when you want one mama, but super fun that you’re channeling your energy into finding closure with half done quilts. I have one that’s half done that I regretfully will not get done before next week’s alleged arrival. :-)
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  2. Shennon Black
    Posted March 9, 2011 at 10:39 pm | Permalink

    I too appreciated the 24 week mark. It was a relief.

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