Friday, September 28, 2012

Our Anniversary, Across the Table

Our fourth wedding anniversary was at the end of July, right around when I hit 28 weeks. And behold! A dress still fit me! 

We went out to dinner at a place we'd heard about called Craigie on Main, and it was a lovely meal. The weird part: One of their specials was pig's head. As in, the entire pig's head. We asked about it, mostly out of horror (we're both latent vegetarians, I think), and the waitress commenced telling us all about it--how they'd cut it in half for us, how everything was so tasty and we could eat all of it--the ears and the cheeks and the on an on. I think Sam held up his hand for her to stop. And we didn't order the pig's head. But we had a lovely time. Here we are, across the table from each other, clearly in love.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

The Nursery

I posted some Instagram pictures of the nursery on Facebook (oh gosh, I'm getting so social media-y!), and though Instragram pictures are charming, it's hard to really see what's going on in the ones I took, so here are some more, with details. I'm not done with it, but I'm more done than I thought I'd get, so here it is.

Here's a shot from (one of the) doorways. (There are three (!) doorways.) I made all of the rugs. Crocheted them from strips of fabric that I cut myself. Should I tell you more about how I did it? They took forever, but they are exactly what I had in mind, and I couldn't find anything like it in the real world.
That's the dresser we found on the side of the road. I got the knobs on clearance at Anthropologie (the top two are golden snails, the bottom ones are turquoise-y and gold. It still needs a little love, but I love it. I love that it's full of her little cupcake suits.
My dear friends came over and put the crib together. They have three new babies between them (a set of twins and a little girl) and I got to hold the babies while they did everything. It was incredibly kind of them. My fantastic mother-in-law painted the bookcase yellow for us. And can you see the moon and the monster? You've met them before.
This is the built-in, full of my newly organized crafting stuff. Did I mention that my friend Russanne is the reason why this room is at all organized and together? Her help was invaluable. People have been good to me.
I have yet to give this the position of beauty I have in mind for it, but it's an antique blessing dress I found in Brockenhurst, England--the small town my ancestors immigrated from. It's so meaningful to me. I have some ideas of how to display it better; I just haven't gotten to them yet. So for now, it stays here and makes me happy when I see it.
One more shot of the room. I still need to find a rocking chair or some sort of seating, but I'll get there. I like how much of this space shows the work I put into the room while I bed rested. I would lie awake at night, insomnia raging, and think about how I wanted this room to look. Sometimes it felt like the only thing that kept me going. I'd come up with an idea, and then wake up and work on whatever I had in mind. I'd also worry obsessively that somehow I'd put it all together and it just wouldn't work. That I'd do all of these projects and I was finally ready to put them in this space, they'd just look awful together. And though this isn't perfectly what I had in mind, it's pretty darn close. And I like it. 

Monday, September 24, 2012

Moon Lamp Before+After+Cat

A year or so ago, I found this baby lamp at the thrift store. I think I paid a couple bucks for it, thinking I'd revamp it at some point since I wasn't crazy about the yellow gingham. A few weeks ago I thought I'd tackle the project, and found this stretchy turquoise lace fabric in my stash. I used modge podge and some hot glue to cover it (which was ... maybe not the best method, but it got the job done), and here's the after.

And because he hopped up right as I was taking pictures and looked so picturesque, here's Meatsock with the Moon.
Cat + Moon

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Shower the First

So, here I am, against all predictions, still pregnant. I'm 36 and a half weeks now, which just blows my mind. And she shows no sign of imminent arrival. I mean, I'm uncomfortable. Really, profoundly uncomfortable most of the time. It's a little absurd. And there have been some scares with low fluid and contractions and the like, but everything is pretty much fine now, aside from the fact that she's stubbornly breech. They're going to try to turn her next week, which will apparently be an incredibly painful procedure. But hey, if it turns her around, it's worth it, right? (Right?!!)

Anyway, way back when we were worried she wouldn't even make it 28 weeks, some dear and lovely friends (Russanne, Emily, Sarah) threw me a shower. Since I was on bed rest, they did it at my house, and the loyal Russanne came and cleaned up the place and decorated while I sat on the couch. This was only slightly awkward, since I so longed to help. But Russanne is an absolute professional at organizing and decorating. It was a marvel to witness. And didn't it turn out beautifully? It was sort of a woodland theme, with the snails and the owls. And see those big puffy things? I love them so.

The spread. Which was so fresh and summery and lovely.
There's the little lady herself, in that frame. I haven't posted any ultrasound pictures, eh? Well, there's one. 
Here I am opening a giant present. Even my toes are excited. 
My friend Sarah came up with some lovely games (and I'm generally not so keen on shower games). We all wrote the story of our own birth on a index card, then we traded them around and read them and had to guess which story belonged to whom. She also collected quotes from popular children's books and we had to identify which books they came from. Are those not brilliant ideas?

These are the three shower throwers. They are some of my favorite people in all the land.
How many pictures can I exhibit before you totally lose interest? There were such lovely lovely gifts. My friend Sarah made me a baby sling out of the most gorgeous fabric. Oh, it's so gorgeous. Russanne gave me this dress and bonnet she found at an estate sale and holy moly it's incredible. Smocking and handmade and did I mention a bonnet was included? Folks gave me an awesome activity gym and books and a little baby seat and swaddle blankets and the most charming onesies with cats wearing sunglasses and snails listening to music and and and. Generous souls, these. And since the look on my face in the picture below captures how I felt about the whole thing, I'll include this picture of a quilt that my master quilter friend Emily made. This lady knows what I love. In fact, I love it so that I haven't made the baby a quilt myself, since this one captures what I had in mind for her. Can you see that look on my face? I look like I'm going to weep. The whole day made me feel weepy, actually. How could it not? Really, how could it not?

The quilt in its glory. And it is glory, no?