Penny Patch Quilt

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

I'm linking up with Stitched in Color to show off my progress in the Penny Patch quilt along... or lack thereof. I may not be quite as far along as some others, but I'm powering through, despite my super helpful 12 week old. She's cute, but her 1/4 inch seam is atrocious.

Welcome to anyone visiting from Rachel's site! This is my first quilt-along, and come December, will be my first finished quilt (fingers crossed). I'm using what has proven to be a very popular color scheme - aqua and red-orange. My pop of color is a dotted citron. So far, I am completely loving it. 

 I've already tacked up my batting (Warm and Natural Bamboo) - hopefully I'll 
really be able to start designing the quilt in a few days.

 Kaffe Fassett, Joel Dewberry, Lotta Jansdotter, Riley Blake and more...

 I'm about 1/3 way through cutting my strips.

That's all for today!

Thanks for stopping by. I can't wait to see where we all are in a few more weeks!

It's okay...

Monday, November 11, 2013

... if you didn't cook a million freezer meals during your third trimester because you were too busy staring at your big fat stomach, asking if your baby if she was ever going to come out, or if you were busy taking naps.

... that you went to Trader Joe's and stocked up on their frozen foods instead. (And there still might be a possibility that you are doing it now...)

... if you dress your baby up in sunglasses and hats for adults when you are out shopping.

... that you squawk and cry back at your baby when she's being particularly fussy (makes you feel better, sometimes she quiets down and looks at you like, "dude! those are my noises!")

... that you looked at your baby's umbilical cord stump -the reminder that she used to be attached to you, and you nourished her- in the first week of her life and thought, "dang, that is nasty."

... that you've turned into a total prude when you watch tv (or go into Target) and tell your daughter, "Margaret, you will not be allowed to wear things like that."

... that you talk to your child in public places (even when he or she is asleep).

... if you sometimes act over-eager around adults because you spend most of your days talking to dogs and a tiny infant. It's justsofreakingexciting to have someone talk back to you in sentences and not barks or grunts/coos/screams.

... to go the heck back to sleep when she goes down for her morning nap.

... if you need some time to yourself. I never would have pegged going to the grocery store by myself as a luxurious experience, but oooh boy is it!

... that you find yourself wishing that you could swing in a giant baby swing, sleep for 20 hours a day, ride in a baby throne of a car seat while people chauffeur you from place to place, and that you get confused as to why your child cries at the aforementioned activities.

... to ask for help. To have someone else hold your child, burp her, bring you some water when you're nursing, or run an errand. It doesn't make you any less of the super mom you are or will be.

... if you'd rather read the newspaper, recipes, non-fiction, or the backs of cereal boxes aloud than children's books every single day (mostly because we only have about 10 children's books).

... that you want to slap that woman who touched your baby with her germy hands. She was probably touching petri dishes of Ebola virus with her bare hands at work today. You are justified.

She will have so much fodder for her rebellion years

Saturday, November 2, 2013

In 16 years, she's going to be on virtual facebook and end up posting a hologram of the celebrity that she looks the most like.

I'm so sorry, sweetie.

Jellybean, if you see this later in life and you hate me, know that SamPa sent me the email first!

2 Months

Friday, November 1, 2013

 Again, no photo overkill. 4 is enough for anyone not related to her. If you are related, 
email me and I can hook you up. Seriously. I've never taken more photos in my life.

Things to know about Margaret at two months:

- That hair just keeps on growing. It's getting a little long, it may be verging on mullet status, but when you look this cute, you can get away with a lot. Also, all of those promises that it would lay down when it got longer- LIES! Straight up, baby, straight up.
- Head control is a fine art that requires lots of practice, and this girl is giving it her all. She no longer looks like a bobble head. She also loves standing and sitting (both with support)
- As her vision improves (and can see reds and yellows now!), she's fascinated by the world around her. She's constantly looking around when we carry her, and has entered a phase where she hates to lie down when she's awake because the ceiling just isn't as interesting as it used to be.
- Um, social smiling is the best thing ever!!! I wake up to her grunting in the morning and as I reach in her pack n play, she stops and gives me the world's biggest grin. It melts my heart. I have got to start greeting the people I love with smiles like that every time.
- Her desire to express herself grows daily, as she tests her vocal limits constantly. It can often sound like she's upset, but her smile belies that thought. If Thomas and I are talking, she chats with us too.
- At her two month check-up, she was 11 pounds and 12 ounces- putting her in the 80th percentile. Height is 23.5 inches- the 90th percentile! The top photo is from that appointment.
- Bless her little soul, she decided that she no longer hates her swing (pictured below)! Ahhhhh the heavens part and the angels sing!!! It's a wonderful thing to have safe places to put her down while I do things like laundry, dishes and ahem, take showers.
- She has long skinny fingers and loooong skinny feet. Shoe shopping is already proving difficult. My mom says it's payback- I have the same feet.

Things to know about parenting/keeping a kid alive this month:

- Everyone says it, but it's true. Babies change daily. I feel constantly torn about wanting to hold on to a moment for a while longer (especially the sleepy, snugly ones) and then being as excited as she is to grow and learn and take in the world around her.
- Unless you commit to full-on pink, people will always (okay, 9 out of 10 times) call your daughter a boy. "Oh he has so much hair!" Yes, would you like to meet my son Margaret? I frequently dress him up in a blue floral onesie. Are people just really afraid that mothers of boys will be offended if you call their sons girls? The parents of girls aren't too thrilled about that.
- It gets easier. It's all very relative when you've still got someone who can in no way, shape, or form, fend for themselves attached to you at all hours of the day and night, but diaper changes are no big deal. 99% of the time, feedings go down without a hitch. Venturing out of the house is still a big deal (and an ordeal), but it does get easier with practice. But hey, I did 2 loads of laundry today and that's a huge success in my book, so remember that I said life gets easier, not "life gets back to a pre-baby normal." I don't think that ever happens. To clarify, the rest of her childhood still terrifies me, but hey, at least she's only one age at a time. We'll cross that bridge later.
- I miss my brain. Pregnancy brain was a little crazy (potholders in the freezer and such), but for me, newborn brain is so much worse. Unlike pregnancy where I misplaced things, newborn brain causes me to forget the logical places I put things. When you have to do no less than 50 things to do when you're trying to get out the door with a baby, it's a good day when you do 45/50.
- Occasionally, it still feels surreal that we are parents. Incredulous would also be a good word. We can't believe that we love this little person so much, someone we've only known a short period of time. Then again, when we get smiles and looks like this, it's not so hard to believe.

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