So did my week long blog-breather make any of you think I had my baby?
Nope, I didn’t. I’m still with child. But what I am without, is a camera. Last Saturday it vanished–we think from our car. I don’t know whether it’s added pregnancy hormones pumping through my veins or what, but every time I think about it I get choked up; i just can’t get over it. Mostly because my daughter’s 4th birthday photos were on there. And because heaven knows when we’ll be able to afford another one. And because I can’t blog without it. And because we don’t have a back-up, and I’m about to pop out a baby. It’s such a bummer. I’m still hoping that by some miracle it will show up around the house, but after 6 days of thorough ransacking, I think it’s gone all the way of the earth–or at least to the highest bidder on ebay from the scoundrel who stole it.
So. Things have been pretty quiet around here anyway. I did bust out a carseat cover for our pretty ghetto-looking infant carseat. That sucker had had it’s day in the sun. Really. It was pretty faded and just overall nasty. So, similarly to Melissa who inspired this recover, I started it and then sort of had this huge drama about finishing it. I got about half way last night when my husband warned me that if I had the baby I was gonna be way tired. It kinda spooked me, so I packed up camp and got in bed (still too late at about 1:00). He must have jinxed me though, because I say unto you as SOON as I laid me down to sleep I got a contraction. And then another one. And so on until about 4:00 am when they subsided. I’ve never had false labor before, so I was thinking that this was the big show, and for four hours I was (not sleeping) FREAKING out because A) I didn’t have a carseat to put the baby (finished) B) I hadn’t made any arrangements for the kids C) I hadn’t packed our bag D) we didn’t have a camera E) the baby is posterior and F) I didn’t vacuum. A house just doesn’t feel clean without a good vacuum, you know what I mean? Oh, and G). I was TIRED. No good starting a labor exhausted.
So good thing the baby didn’t come last night.
But speaking of that, once she does decide to grace us, then I’ll probably be out for a lil’ bit. And I’ll have to come up with something to do about our tragic camera situation when I do get back in the saddle. But anyways, what I’m trying to say is hang tight, friends. We’ll be back crafternooning together in no time.
And I miss you too.