Another Day. :)

The sun is shining, it's starting to get warm. Even thought it's supposed to snow tonight, I'm still feeling pretty good today.

Baby News

So I went to the doctor this morning. At 28.5 weeks, I am measuring out at 33cm! This child is HUGE. In my three previous pregnancies, I've measured out at just the week we were in. I'm telling you, this size thing with this boy is freaking me out. However, I did ask doc at what point does measuring out so much larger than expected become a concern. He told me that if it looks like Baby is still looking really big at about 37 weeks, I'll be sent for an ultrasound to estimate fetal weight. And if he's near 9lbs, we'll go in for induction. I've had an induction before and it was not as terrible as I had been told it would be. I didn't feel that the contractions were any worse than those of my first labor. And there's no comparison to my third because I was brave enough to have an epidural that time. I will not go without an epidural this time.

I considered a homebirth this time around. It has many appealing points. But I've decided I'm too much of a chicken and a wimp to go drug free. Especially if this child keeps growing at this rate!

I've been lazy in my knitting lately. I just can't seem to pick it up! I'm looking into future projects but can't keep at the ones I've got already going. It's not like I have only one thing going. I've got plenty of UFO's at my disposal.

I suppose part of it is being so tired. We just traded the living and computer rooms. That was exhausting and it's not even really done. There's a million things that still need a new home or to be dumpstered. And to top it off, during the switch, the USB cable for the camera got misplaced. I've got knitting updates I wanted to get onto Ravelry that I can't do anything with. It's irritating to check into my notebook and there's no progress showing on anything. And talk to G about where it went? HA! That's helpful. (And I wanted to get a picture of Scarfy (see previous post) on here. Just so everyone could see how lovely Scarfy really is.)

I suppose that since I've got some time right now, I really should get moving on Kyle's sweater.

Poor Scarfy (or) The Scarf No One Wanted

So I made this scarf. I personally think it's beautiful. It's made of four different yarns in different purple and turquoise colorways. But I made it for someone. It wasn't for me. Sure, I could just keep it for myself. But that's not the point.

Well, original recipient (we'll call her "A") has been over to my apartment a few times since I finished poor Scarfy. And has yet to collect the prize. I've pointed Scarfy out to A each time she's been for a visit. (Nudge, nudge, your scarf is still waiting for you.) Now, I'll admit, A's favorite color is green. But I know full well she likes blues, too. Her team coat would look great with Scarfy! A green scarf would clash like vomit on a white bedspread. And yet, Scarfy has never gone home with her. Poor, neglected Scarfy.
After several nudge-nudge's, I decided that, despite A saying she liked Scarfy, perhaps, somehow, mysteriously, she really did not. OK, pride hurt, ego bruised. And then over it. Too bad for A, if she can't appreciate art, well, so be it. Scarfy will have a new master chosen. So we move onto, uh, we'll call her "B".

B has come for a visit before Scarfy's original intended has brushed him off too many times. She has commented on how attractive Scarfy is, how soft Scarfy feels, how nice Scarfy is. Oooo, Scarfy has an admirer! But B is told that Scarfy is someone else's. B shows great disappointment in learning this. AND SAYS THE FOLLOWING: "Well, if A doesn't like/want/love/worship Scarfy, please, send him my way." I file away that little thought and go on with life, anticipating that Scarfy will be taken home A's next visit. And, of course, A's next visit comes and goes and Scarfy sits here, patiently waiting for his ride home.
So the new master for Scarfy is chosen. It will be none other than... da da da... B! On B's next visit, I tell her that A has decided that Scarfy was not made for her. B goes on and on about how A is nuts, anyone in their right mind would love to have Scarfy, A does not deserve Scarfy if she "forgets" to take him home, etc., etc. Yes, I think, Scarfy now has someone who will love him as he deserves! I love him, in my own way, but again, Scarfy was made with the gifting kind of love. And he does not match my coat. I'd look like a colorblind fool wearing Scarfy with my Green Bay Packers coat. I ask B if she would like to take Scarfy to be her own. She shrieks with delight and dances in circles with Scarfy cradled in her arms. (OK, she did shriek with delight but the dancing didn't happen. One can dream that their knitting will someday have such effect on people...) And then the visit ended.

I go about picking up this and that around the apartment. And find... WHAT?!?!?! SCARFY?! No, this can't be happening! Why are you still here? We found you a new loving owner! (Didn't we?) What is going on? Why can't you leave? Is there still a ball of one of your yarns attached to you and the recipients are just waiting for you to be finished and your ends weaved in? No, that's not it, you're all done and ready to move out. Your bags are packed, you've been taken off the lease, you've said your goodbyes. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!

I don't get it. What immovable force is keeping Scarfy here? Have I really let go? Am I hiding Scarfy before his masters leave so they must leave him behind? No, Scarfy was sitting on the yarn drawers, right by the front door, each time A left. And Scarfy was on the table when B left. Do I (or does Scarfy?) somehow create a blind spot in A or B's field of vision when they're getting ready to go? I cannot comprehend this. Is this a common occurrence in the knitting universe? I can't imagine someone behaving this way in relation to a knitted gift. A is an excellent crocheter, she knows the time it takes to create something by hand. B, does not do either, but I forgive her that.

What will we do about Scarfy? Poor, lovely, soft Scarfy. How he must feel.

I guess I'm buying a new coat.

My Intelligence Level

It seems it may have dropped. I can't even figure out how to add a picture on a Ravelry post. I feel incredibly stupid. I've read and reread the directions on it, what am I doing wrong?! I blame in on winter. I can't deal with this white shit any longer! It's sucking the life out of me. And, apparently, my brains.

Moving Along...

Ohhhhhhhhhh......... I'm so flipping tired today. This pregnancy is really doing me in! I want to sleep twenty hours a day. Not that I can, there's too much for a mom to do!

I have, however found some help. I was hopping around the net a few days ago, looking for a "Moms with ADD" kind of group or something and came across a link for a site called FlyLady. ( http://www.flylady.net/ ) I am the world's second worst housekeeper. ( I won't say I'm the worst. I know there's worse out there, just read "Dear Margo". A guy wrote in one day saying he has come home from work to find dirty diapers on the floor! http://news.yahoo.com/s/dear_margo/20071130/en_dm/margo_howard20071130;_ylt=ApXcJk2rmSFRmm9MtBfOmSb9mc0F .) So at least I know I'm not the worst. So I was pretty excited to find FlyLady. I've gotten all signed up with her Yahoo group and ha
ve started. Rather pleased with myself. It's really nice to know that there are others out there who can't get it all under control (at least some of the time, anyhow).

I'm getting along with #4's sweater. Pretty quickly considering I'm not getting much time to work on it. It will be the first "official" sweater I've made. I've made two vests for the girls but those had no seaming up to do (worked as one piece to underarms, separated for back & 2 fronts, joined at shoulders with three-needle-bind-off). The first was from a pattern and the other I made up as I went along. Anyhow, I'm making progress faster than I thought I would. Here's my swatch:. I chose a nice manly mix of navy blue and medium-dark green for my little guy.

And here's a pic of the beginning rib on the back (I haven't taken pictures since I started, ok?! I'm working on it!): . I'm really a lot further than these pictures show. I'll try to post an update tomorrow!

Small projects

I've finished another dishcloth. I really like these tiny projects. It's easier to put in a few rows of 35 or 40 stitches than one row of 100, 200... And they may be tiny, but I do get a sense of accomplishment with completing one. It's something, at least.

I want to get the black blanket done for Bam and the green & white blanket done for the baby. Doesn't seem like either one is going to happen. It wouldn't be so bad if Cakers ever let me be for ten or fifteen minutes at a time. (Keep dreaming, right?)

And like I said, she won't leave me be & play for a few minutes.

Todays...

I was really hoping that I'd be able to add to this blog every day. And yet, my last entry was over a week ago. It hurt just to think about opening it up and seeing the entry about Edward's. And now I'm back, teary-eyed from seeing that post again. And, of course, I couldn't *not* reread it.

But my days have not been too bad lately. I've been working on a few new dishcloths. I've discovered that I love making them. Talk about (nearly) instant gratification! If I get a couple of hours, even as a few minutes here, a few minutes there, I can have one done. And not just plain garter stitch! I love a stitch pattern called "Knotted Shell". It's sooooooo pretty. And it makes great nubbies for scrubbing with! I've made a skull & crossbones cloth recently. I should post these on my Ravelry but... I need to get some pictures taken and loaded up into this machine. It is just a pain in the butt to try to find that damn USB cable! And every time I try to photo the dishcloths, the picture looks terrible! Any suggestions?

And I'd like to really start writing. Again. There's a brilliant book in there somewhere, I just know it. Or at least a brilliant short story (collection?).

Ugh. There's too much going on here. I can't think.