Finishing stuff

Here's some pics of some of the stuff I started.

This one is the one I started a billion years ago that I received with not enough binding.

This one I sewed together a few days ago. I don't have any stuffing for it, so I'm stuck until I get to the store.

And this one I'm about to sew the binding together to finish it.

I really want to start on the baby's quilt, but I think the rent takes precedent, right?


Birthday surprises and productivity

My favourite birthday present this year was my sewing machine! I've been waiting all week long to finally use it, and today was the day. I'm finishing up what few quilting products I'd started before I had stuff like college and then a job to cloud my days. One was a mini quilt from....before 12th grade, I can tell you that! I was missing a piece for the edging, but found some suitable stuff in my parent's attic. With the arrival of the sewing machine, and the pending arrival of Bobbie Jo, I've got my sights fixed on making a quilt before said baby is born. I found a pattern called 'crumbs' today. Let me go see if I can find a pick online (my picture taking has gone on strike)...here's crumbs. I guess I have to wait until we find out what type we're having for me to buy the fabric and start cutting. I'm not to big on the diagonal layout, so if any of you, my thousands many few readers, have any baby quilt ideas send them my way. I hate applique, and curves, but I'm up to the challenge of a harder level thing.

On the Baby front, 7 weeks tomorrow and still not active morning sickness. Just the nausea that shows up every now and then, more at night it seems. And after eating. I was going to get some ginger ale, but I forgot. My favourite, orange juice, gives me heartburn :( I still haven't gained any weight.

That's about it.


An Attempt

to win something for once in my life time. I never do, never. But I'm blogging about Glow Mama that perchance I might once win something.

Bobbie Jo is wrecking havoc on my stomach today. I don't really feel like eating, even though I know I need to. But when I do I still feel bad. It's a lose lose. One bright note, I haven't thrown up yet :)


Corrections and Explenations

I basically scribbled that last post and ran out the door to dinner. I do know how to spell finally, and we aren't NAMING the baby Bobby Jo, it's just our little label for it now.

My mom's reaction was interesting to me. I changed into a different cooler shirt than the heavy sweater I had on, cause the weather had warmed up. I said, hey mom, do you like my shirt? She turned around, read the "bun in the oven" phrase across is and for like 2 minutes just stared open mouthed at me. I was worried she wasn't excited. I was wrong, cause she shrieked like a banshee. All my sisters were like, I knew it! How may I ask???

My dad was on the phone with my brother, The Officer, and was like I have to go. After he comprehended it, he called The Officer back and said "Your sister is pregnant!"

In the times following dinner, I proceeded to call various family members to tell them.

Marine brother was funny. I told him, and he replied back, Happy Birthday, and good (I think he was searching for congratulations) on your {pause} accomplishment!

There you have it.



So I can blog about it, since I told my family.

I'm preggers!!

*big grin*

I haven't been blogging cause I know I'd say something about it and I didn't want it to leak to my families before I told them.

I'm due in Julyish, the 13th if I can count right. We're calling it Bobby Joe, or Bobbie Jo, which ever the feeling is.