The Stomach bug hit our house hard this weekend. Thankfully it skipped Toby and took out only one parent at a time but it was a tough weekend. I didn't get to clean anything, the house is in fact slightly messier than when we started because of the sickness. I didn't get any projects worked on this weekend but I also didn't start any new projects which is usually my downfall. Husby realised for the second weekend in a row that he is no longer his own man. That he shouldn't have lounged around last Sunday because he could do all the work this Saturday because this Saturday wifey would have stomach flu and he would be needed as daddy not handyman! That he shouldn't have stayed up till midnight on-line gaming with friends because wifey would wake up throwing up and super dad would be needed at 5.30 am! We are no longer our own people. Which is fine because we have this now...
But still I would like to accomplish something. Some small thing that I start that could get finished. Experienced mothers out there tell me my organisational skills will improve as he grows! Not including the wedding blanket I have to make for my brother in law, the patchwork blanket I've been working on for six years, the experimental scarf, the maternity dress (I'm no longer pregnant!), the Amigurumi spaceship, Toby's vest (that I just keep increasing because he's four months older now and I'm still not more than two inches in) or the countless jars of baby food and delicious things from The Pioneer Woman I want to make, I currently have these priorities...
Toby's scrapbook - note that these are the "leaving the hospital" pages and they aren't glued down yet!
The baby blanket for my best friend whose shower is right around the corner!
My Lollychops inspired amigurumi design.
Roses, oh so many Roses.
This little baby holds notes for our Pastor Search at church that must be diligently worked through... by Wednesday... but it also holds a dozen short stories, a few non fiction pieces and a novel or two all in disarray.
And then this, my books, my library, my passion in life before husby, Toby and crochet entered my life. Will I ever read a book that isn't completely made of cardboard again?
But then if I finished something before I started the next thing I wouldn't be me now would I ;-)