Yesterday we started taping the stencil for the tree we're going to paint in our little acorn's room and will, hopefully, start painting tomorrow. I know pregnant women aren't supposed to be anywhere near a room while it's being painted but my mom pointed out that she and Dad painted every room in our first house while she was pregnant with my brother and he went on to join a special program in elementary school for super smart kids and also made his older sister look bad by constantly being a straight A student.
That said, Matt has agreed to let me help paint the tree as long as the window is open, both fans are in the room and turned on high...and that I wear a mask. Not too keen on the mask, honestly, but I did get him to let me swap an actual painter's mask for a handkerchief tied around my face like an old fashioned bank robber. I''m short, too, so I won't really be able to help paint too much but I really wanted to have something to do with painting the tree. We came up with a couple of cute ideas to make it very personal that I'm really looking forward to as well.
Hey look, I'm pregnant! First off, this is not a very good photo but it was the only one where I didn't happen to be holding the tape in front of my bump. Second, I have to tell you that I have been really bump-shy. I'm a member of the November 2010 Parents group over on Ravelry and have been avoiding the "show your bump" thread like a pregnant woman avoids unpasteurized cheese. I do not have a cute bump like the girls do over there and it's a little frustrating and, honestly, a bit disappointing.
I actually have two bumps. Bump A which is my belly bump and Bump B which is my uterus bump. Bump A has always been bigger than Bump B - even before my uterus got big enough to actually be part of Bump A - so I didn't look like I was pregnant, I looked like I had a pot belly. Not cute. About a week ago, though, it suddenly popped out and I look like I have a baby in there, not just a few pints and a very large lunch. Thank goodness.
And even though I love the thought of getting the nursery painted and the furniture ordered so that I can start putting away all of the cute little things we've bought so far, I've yet to feel any real nesting instinct other than the one that's in my head when I first wake up. This instinct thinks getting a long list of things done sounds not only very rewarding but also like loads of fun! Fortunately, that voice has gone totally silent by the time I've had my All Bran and settled down with my knitting/crocheting at 10:20 a.m. to watch Gilmore Girls. I do manage to get the basics done, though, and I figure the days of casually watching tv with some yarn in my hands is going to come to an abrupt end here in about three months so I'm going to cram in as much as I can while I can.
Yesterday I crocheted up a cute little addition to the nursery but still need to take photos of it. It's the kind of project that would really benefit from an outdoor shoot, though, so that will have to wait until tomorrow. And today I knitted up a bit of stripey goodness...
...but with stripes come lots and lots of ends to sew in so that and attaching the tassel are my two jobs for the evening. After I wash the dishes, hang up one more load of laundry and vacuum the floor...which I should get started on now....