Quilt update

This is really the best thing I have ever made, well, its the best thing I have ever sewn at least. I love it, and I have loved making it, working out the design was quite a brain fizz, then cutting all the bits was slightly tedious, with some frustration and mistakes thrown in. But seeing it take shape whilst dreaming about the baby was wonderful, the best bit by far. After making I sent it away to The Running Chicken to have it quilted, and they did a fantastic job... it was like Christmas when I received the parcel with my finished quilt. In fact it was Christmas, by co-incidence, so perhaps that was a contributing factor. I did manage a few snaps, and even send pictures to Ray Stitch where I bought the fabric, because I was sooo pleased with myself!

back in the land of the living

finally I have my life back, just a little bit. The constant nausea and daily sickness has given way to occasional nausea, with the help of some drugs.

I never thought I'd be one of those sickly pregnant women. it's very horrible.

I have flown past 20 weeks in a blur, and here I've put a couple of pictures.
No progress on the quilt. My life has been mostly work, rest and surviving the journey to and from Essex. hence the lack of posting. I did bake some cakes at the weekend. woo hoo! oh and my excited sister came to visit and we combed through the sacks of baby paraphernalia that she brought with her. Well loved baby grows, cute hand knits, and a variety of crinkly toys. Now it's all sitting in the spare room waiting for someone to play with.

D is being very very good, and cooked all weekend and did the washing up. I'm so lucky. I'm really counting the weeks until I can say goodbye to Cornwall and work and start being full time at home.

grandma

I keep looking at the scan pictures, and D laughs at me - “they'e not going to change” I don't care because I think it's facinating.

Still feeling sick.

my due date is 1st Jan. this is not considered ideal by D. I quite fancy a 25th December baby. It was my Grandmas birthday, so I think it would be sweet. Not sure I'd want to take her name though, it was Clarice lillian I think. Not loving those names, maybe they will grow on me..

an excuse to put a picture of Grandma here, on her 90th Birthday, 2003.

first scan

A whole month has passed, and not much has happened really. I have been nauseously taking each day as it comes. Everyone says it will get better after 12 weeks, I'm 11 now, so - fingers crossed. I don't think I've prayed so hard for something in my life!

Today Mr V and I went to have a scan, he will miss my scan in Cornwall next week, so I booked one in a local babyscan shop. Really cool, baby was posing nicely in perfect baby shape. Now it's really much more real. Up to now I've just felt ill for no apparent reason.

sick

I am already having guilt feelings about my blog - and barely just got back up and running, how sad.
my news is meagre these days - and I feel I have little of interest to share, unless you want to know the minutiae of my grind through this all day morning sickness. It's dull, and much like having an old auntie drone on about her ailments, of little or no interest to others. Besides that, nobody can do anything to help.

My activity levels are seriously reduced as well, hence further lack of news, as I don't really do much these days.

dull dull dull. hurry up and get better I say.

making choices

I withraw from my flat purchase this week. I hade been about to buy a lovely 2 bed victorian flat, a bit of a project, but right in Falmouth, and just perfect to make a little home here. I'm quietly gutted about it's loss, as I had been so looking forward to moving out of my 'room' and having a door of my own. But you can't have it all. I console myself with thoughts of being with Mr V, and having a family.

and so it begins

I have barely had a chance to get used to the idea of having a baby, and planning alll the lovely things I am going to make, when the sickness hits me like a brick. Coupled with a rotten cold I am wretched and bed ridden for a week.

this is not good.

I pray for relief. try every remedy.

nothing.

revelation

I had a reflexology session at the weekend, I love reflexology, a nice lady called Amanda comes to my house, puts on some relaxing music and gives me a foot massage. She'll read my feet, if any part is sensitive, she'll be able to determine which part of the body it corresponds to – I love that. So after my first session a few weeks back, she said I had sinus problems and it might be my eyes. So off I went to Vision express, for an eye test. My eyes are fine. So that was something of a blind alley (that's not a pun). Back to the point. This time, I reacted to a sensitive point on my ankle, which apparently, is corresponding to the uterus. Hmm. Well I'm not sure – after the last escapade, I'm not jumping to any conclusions.

I now realise having done a test, that I am pregnant. It's still sinking in.
Mr V is silently shocked as well.

I finally made it

yay. it is finished. my first patchwork quilt! I'm loving it, and I hope the baby does too, When he finally makes an appearance. Today he is 10 days late and counting! I was in such haste to post it off to mrs T, the expectant mother, that I have hardly taken any photos - not like me at all. It is so dark and miserable at the moment i am feeling pretty uninspired to take any pictures, or write my blog for that matter. I feel I need to make spring happen and start doing sunny weather things.


let see what happens.

Patchwork

I have decided to make a patchwork quilt for my sister, who is having a baby. I began very enthusiastically, buying lots of fabric, planning the design and then began to cut out all the little squares.....

and then I slowly lost interest

It was pretty boring - cutting out squares. They are not even small squares. I mean, imagine if I had decided to make one of those quilts with tiny hexagons or some other multi-faceted paneling. I think I would have lost the will to live.

As the last few prints lay discarded on my desk, and the birth of the baby draws ever nearer - I decided to take serious action, and get on with it. So this weekend, I have had a totally self indulgent time, alone in Falmouth, going out on boat trip on Saturday - see seperate post - and getting down to the dreaded patchwork today. I am most pleased with the results, as you can see the pattern is starting to take shape:


It took abit of time deciding how to make it look patchworky and random. I actually quite like the repeat I've settled with, it gives some uniformity to the panel as a whole.

now it looks pretty I think that I will be able to endure the sewing part....