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I have two for you today because I didn’t really do one last week.  There is just so much going on here.  Our two year anniversary is in a week (week from today!), Olivia turns ONE in two weeks (oh my crap), and we move 600 miles in three weeks (yay! wow! omg!).

So, lots going on.  That might be an understatement.  I still have to finalize a birthday menu, craft the decorations, buy one more present for her, a present for my husband, figure out what we’re doing on our anniversary, and pack up an entire house…

That said.  I’m taking the day off from doing stuff today.  I’m going to blog then piddle about on the computer and maybe play a video game while she naps.  Why?

Because I busted my ass last week making some awesome chair covers for my mother-in-law.

[to cover a seat]

Stephen’s family is awesome.  I could not have asked for better in-laws.  I hear horror stories of pushy mother-in-laws and father-in-laws who make rude comments about this, that or the other and I’m so ever grateful that my in-laws are laid back, no-nonsense, kind, loving, supportive people.

They have a really pretty long dining room table.  It seats ten fairly comfortably and is nice and high with no beams criss-crossing underneath so dogs and crawling babies can play fort and have a blast underneath.  The chairs are old and worn and the covers are equally worn and don’t quite fit right.  They’re too tall in the back and too long in the seat so they drape funny but the chairs are an odd shape and I’m not sure they make covers to fit these chairs perfectly.

I figured I would just make some.  It would be excellent sewing practise for me and it would be a nice “Mother’s Day / Birthday / I’m sorry we’re moving away” present for them.

They aren’t perfect.  The seams aren’t entirely straight and they poof out in places and don’t lay quite flat in others and some of the backs are a wee too tight.

However.

I love them.  And they love them.

Plus, they’re planning on repainting their dining room a wonderfully bright shade of rusty orange so I picked back panel cloth that would [hopefully] match the new color and still looks good with the current color.

Clever, no?

[bloom]

We were at the farmer’s market a few weeks ago and, usually, in addition to our shopping list, we pick up one or two extra treats for each of us.  I picked out some espresso caramels [which were amazing] and Stephen got a thing of green tea flowers.

Have you ever used blooming tea?  If not, please go find some and steep it in a clear pot.  It is awesome to watch.  Oddly creepy and strangely beautiful…

It’s like a crazy little water flower that should be swimming around the glass of its own accord.  It seems alive, if that makes sense.

And the tea was so wonderful and light.  Stephen microplaned a little bit of lemon rind into the tea and added a touch of honey.

Delicious.

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So it snowed a fair amount here in Atlanta over the weekend.  Aaaand was topped off with ice.

Fantastic.

Needless to say, being in the south, we have all of 7 salt trucks for a city that has the worst sprawl problem ever.  Seriously, throw some jelly at the wall and you’d have a splatter that resembles an Atlanta map.

We are happily snowed in.  The dog is terrified of the ice and all 50 pounds of him isn’t enough to break the crust so he slid a LOT while outside and now won’t go back out.  Stephen has to don winter gear and carry him out there to get him to go to the bathroom.

It’s fun.

We lowered Olivia’s crib the other night.

Why?

BECAUSE SHE IS PULLING UP ON EVERYTHING.

I’m not ready for this.

Can you tell?

I have this grand idea to get [really good] at sewing then start a handmade business with my mom, who is already [phenomenal] at sewing.  It’s doable – I just need time to practice and the budget to keep buying patterns and cloth.

Which, of course, means Olivia is completely refusing to nap during most of the day and requiring a LOT of attention.

Wearing her helps.  Having Stephen home helps.

I just wish I had more time to really knuckle down and get better at this.  I love this hobby and I want to become better at it.  There are lots of moms out there who have multiple children and find time to make things.

I should be able to as well, yes?

Speaking of multiples.

Stephen looked at me the other night and asked, “So, in your grand master plan, when are you wanting to get knocked up again?”

I giggled and responded, “This year.”

He nodded and that was the end of the conversation.

Maybe, yes?

We shall see.

There’s so much that [could be] this year.  Potential on the horizon with Stephen’s job which means more growth and opportunity and stability.   Potential for me to move back home.  Potential for a handmade business.  Potential for another pregnancy.

And with that, comes more knowledge and more confidence and more desire to do things [differently].  I have a wonderful network of moms on Twitter that have become real and honest friends.

Also?

Avocados are squishy.

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eight

Eight

Months

Old

How? When?

Why?

We are loving this stage, though.  As much as I lament the rapid disappearance of my little floppy newborn, I love love love how interactive she is now.

She’s [mobile] which is scary enough as it is.  The baby gates are out, and she’s an army crawling fiend.  I honestly don’t think she’s going to traditionally crawl.  She pushes with her toes and pulls with her arms; she rolls; she sits up and swivels on her butt.  She’s figured out her own version of mobility and it suits her just fine.

And she’s [fast]

Her babbles are becoming more….composed?  I guess that’s the right word.  She thinks about it before she babbles.  Then she babbles.  Then she looks at you for a response.  Then she grins when you respond.

It’s amazing watching her figure this out.  She’s [learning] right before my eyes.

And today

during her eight month shoot

oh my

she did [this]

RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME

Yes, I shrieked for Stephen who, bless his heart, was curled up in the fetal position sick in bed.

Yes, he came.

And saw it.

In the solid food arena, she likes to gnaw on bananas but spits out the pieces.  If I mash it up with a fork, she eats it right up.  Texture isn’t something she’s fond of, yet.  Purees, however, she eats with great gusto.  Her current favorites are roasted sweet potatoes with a bit of coconut milk and roasted sweet potato with pears and cinnamon.  I really enjoy making her food.  We have an amazing farmer’s market here that’s open year-round, so I know I’m getting quality produce for her.  In the coming weeks I’m going to start giving her more stuff with texture and things to gnaw on like bananas, apple slices, chicken, etc.  It’s exciting to watch her explore food and know that her palate is being developed towards healthy, wholesome food.

So much happening with this little monster…..eh, angel….

Right.

Eight Months, y’all

Crazy

Headband from my sister-in-law’s friend’s brand new Etsy shop, Sweet Madelynne!

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