Waiting Game Randomness

* I realize I haven't posted an actual real post here in quite awhile; just random lists of updates. I'm 32 weeks now and the pregnancy has more or less just become a waiting game. Dr. B expects me to go in a little early (around 2-3 weeks early), and I'm beginning to agree with him. I feel so ... heavy. And slow. Things that usually take me no time at all to accomplish seem to take me forever and a day to do now. Mostly I just give up after a few minutes and then wander off to read or something.

* They finally put out the school supply lists for the upcoming year, so I snagged one at the store yesterday and decided to get some of that shopping out of the way. Do ya know that NB has to have 8, EIGHT boxes of crayons? She is supposed to bring 2 boxes of large 8 count crayons, 4 boxes of regular size 8 count crayons, and 2 boxes of regular sized 16 count crayons. Seriously? Not to mention 10 jumbo glue sticks. TEN?! She better come home with lots of art projects. That's all I'm sayin'. Me, being me, I bought a few extra boxes of markers and crayons (hello?! They are only $1!!!!) just to have at our house for coloring with. I will confess. This is my favorite time of year. I did manage to avoid buying school supplies like lined filler paper and notebooks that we definitely DO NOT need.... but it was hard.

* Remember when I talked a little about my facebook shop thing? I have been debating on whether or not I'm going to keep it going. On the one hand, I put a lot of work into it and setting it up and the photos all look really cute; so I hate to just yank it all down. On the other hand, I find I am just not very business oriented. I don't like trying to anticipate what people will buy. I don't like buying extra fabric for a particular item that then doesn't sell, or only one size will sell, so I'm left with lots of left overs. Not that I mind left over FABRIC. Shyah! I just can't figure out how long is long enough to leave that item available before I use the fabric for something else. I don't like when I'm buying fabric or sewing and NB wanders in and asks, "Is this for ME!???" And then I have to tell her no. When I started sewing, is was because it was something Momma did and I wanted to learn. So she taught me, and I sewed things for myself. When I started having my own kids, it seemed "made" clothing was super popular all of a sudden, and I knew I wanted to do that for my children. I really enjoy sewing for my children and for my home, and trying to keep a business mind frame while sewing is NO. FUN. Not for me, anyhow. I enjoy sewing for others: for friends and family, so I will still make things for others whether they pay me for them, or they act as gifts. I just don't have the energy it takes to run it like a business.

* NB has started swimming lessons this week. The child is terrified of water that is any deeper than her belly button, and more than anything, I just want for her to be comfortable in the water. I don't care if she becomes a master swimmer or anything. I told myself when this started that I would be happy if by the end of it she would at least play in the shallow end of the pool, off the steps, without having to cling to me or Tim. Yesterday was the first day, and after the first 15 minutes I was thinking it was probably going to take the whole 2 weeks for her to just get off the steps. Apparently, all it took was for my sister to hang her over the side (in the shallow end, now, don't get all upset) until she'd put her feet down. It scared her pretty bad and then any time she wandered over by the steps, my sis would threaten to hang her over the side again. After about another 10 minutes or so, she was great. She practiced her "bouncy ball" where they have them jump and down in the water. This is to show them that they aren't going to sink even if they aren't touching the bottom. She put her face in the water and blew bubbles. By the end of the hour, she would even kick all the way through the deep end to the ladder with one of the girls holding her hands. I was SO PROUD! She didn't want to leave when the hour was up. I was so happy that she was actually in the water and not freaking out that I'd be happy to just take that and go. We will go back today for day 2.

* Speaking of swimming, you would have died the first time you saw her kick. Instead of putting her feet out behind her, she tucked her legs up under her and kicked. She looked like she was riding an underwater bicycle. It was hilarious. I thought my sister and I were both going to die laughing. We laugh at our children in this family............it's kind of hard not to, actually.