Quite a few typos in this quickly written post... I will fix them eventually...
It's been a long time. I've thought often of writing, but have either not had the energy or time. I have a lot of photos to add, but I think I also said that the last time I posted.
This weekend we had a laundry weekend. T peed in our bed yet again on Saturday, and in his bed both today and Saturday. We are sick of doing bedding laundry. As I sit and type I am looking at a mountainous pile of folded laundry.
Two or three weekends ago we finally purchased a peddle bike for T. He loves it. He has ridden every day for the last week. Initially after getting home and being excited he got scared, and even didn't want to ride it for a bit, but now he is pretty comfortable. He has ridden his balance bike a number of times since the purchase, and he is really good on that now. I am very hopeful that we will be removing the training wheels soon from the peddle bike very soon. Starting on Friday I have ridden my bike with T and he loves having B or I on a bike with him. Sunday all three of us went over to the close by museum parking lot and rode around and around. T had such a grin on his face - such pure joy.
Had the company picnic this weekend. Felt like such an odd duck again, though I am not the most odd nor the most shy. T had fun and he is a very good prop/excuse for both B and I.
T's pre-K graduation was this past Thursday. It was quite the production and very fun. Dad and Letitia came for it and they were impressed with the school and enjoyed the event. I think T learned more in pre-K than I learned in Kindergarten, and possibly even first grade (those items outside of math and reading.) More on this event later.
T has been asking for a golden eagle costume for some time. We skipped church on Sunday and I finally made him both a mask and some feet with talons. I don't have enough material for the wings, but T is okay with that - though very excited to have them. He was all bubbly in bed about it. He wants to waer both to school today, and was discussing the kind of t-shirt and pants we needed to buy to complete the outfit, as well as the material we should get. "I love it," he said about the mask and talons.
T is back in swimming lessons and loving it. He really, really wants to swim.
I'm stressed at work. We moved down to the first floor. I really, really need to step it up and continue to be unmotivated.
Pregnancy quest continues - sort of. My body is not cooperating at all. I am most definitely perimenupausal as I am now at day 41. Did not ovulate this month though I thought I was going to several times. This is the second month that is very long. So much for the plans we had with the fertility clinic - if I don't ovulate we can't do them. It has surprised me sort of that they haven't checked in with me, but then I guess that is my deal to do. I have been having a hard time with going in to T's school to pick him up. I keep thinking about the fact that I thought I would have a baby to start bringing in September, that I thought I would have a baby in July. I was only seven and a half weeks, so it was far far from a done deal, but ... I have been down about this. I guess we are the family we will be. I was so excited last Fall - thought this could not be the end of the pregnancy quest, that it couldn't be all that God had in store for me, but now I feel that maybe that was his sign - this is all there is - problems? Depressing.
Ive been on an emotional roller coaster. Acupuncture is the highlight of the week, some weeks. It certainly is the calm. I feel soooo much better afterward it and it helps my mood so much. He keeps saying that I am close in balance, he only has to do fairly minor balancing, but yet the magic has not happened yet.
We have a gym at work now. It is rather a small cave, but it has a treadmill, elliptical, bike, bench, and weights. One of the women has put quite a bit of work into developing a weight training program for us. So far I have managed to work out two days/week for the last two weeks. I finally purchased new running shoes, but have yet to actually for for a run outside in them.
The garden is growing well and we should have our first grape tomoatos this week. We had our first lettuce this weekend.
My coworker Susan was acting weird. Finally, one day, her immediate coworkers sent her home, called her son, and told him he needed to take her to the doctor. Susan knew something wasn't right, but not until she was MRI'd did they know. Our very vibrant, loving, and self described kooky Recruiter/HR manager was diagnosed with a nasty brain cancer.
Gail, a cancer survivor herself, and Jude, who recently lost her mom to cancer (old age and more), along with a few others, spearheaded a friendship-quilt-for-Susan project. The deal was for people to bring in fabrics that reminded them of Susan, write a little note, and help, if possible, to sew some quilt blocks. If shopping was out of the question, Cathy had a selection of fabrics to choose from. Two weekends were set aside to sew the blocks, and there was some additional time to assemble the quilt. Gail did most of the sewing (40 some blocks herself I think), and all of the assembling and binding, and organized the quilt tying. Patricia gathered the notes and fabric samples and made a scrap book, and Pam beautifully wrapped the gift. Just before Christmas during the company office party, and deep in the midst of chemo and radiation, Susan was able to come to the office and receive the gift. It makes me tear up now thinking about it. It was pretty special.
I brought in three fabrics I found at a local quilt shop. When T was little Susan taught me her birds and squirrls song she sang to all three of her kids, so I wanted birds and squirrls. I also wanted yellow (the name Susan always makes me think of yellow and almost every Susan I have known has had a sunny personality) and pink, as Susan wears a lot of pink (hot pink and fuscia really.) Pink was a big thing for many people, and there were others with the birds theme.
I was able to help one morning of the days set aside to assemble the quilts and made my very first quilt blocks. I was quite excited.
Gail, at whose house we met, had divided the materials into six piles based on value. We grabbed one material from each pile, cut several strips (I forget how many and how wide), then sewed one of each material together. After ironing it, we cut it into two even blocks. In this second photo, the top fabric of the block is my pink, yellow, birds and squirrls material (and oppossum, owl, and raccoon) that felt perfect for Susan. Next to the block on the table is another of my materials - a bird print with great sayings. I wasn't wild about the pattern, but I really liked the words - friendship, hope, faith, family, love... My last bird print material is shown in another photo in a block someone else made. Look for happy little 1930's-ish song birds.
Gail sews, Jude takes over the spot I am vacating and preps her rotary cutter.
Pam gets ready to cut. While baskets in the back are ready to receive the cut strips.
The blocks completed while I was at the 'bee' - mine are on the right.
The quilt is a tied quilt. Gail brought it in one day and folks stopped by as they could and tied one or several knots of friendship and hope. Patricia also showed off several of the completed scrap book pages.
The almost finished quilt and a scrap book page. Didn't this turn out great for such a huge variety of prints?
Tieing - (left to right) Sherry, Linda, Gail, Pam, Hinda
See the little yellow, purple, and orange birdies - that is one of the materials I contributed. So happy.
I thought I took pictures at the presentation, but have to find them. I'll edit and post when I do. I am writing this post months after the event, and a week after seeing Susan most recently. She looks quite good. She is waiting for her platelet count to climb again so she can resume chemo, and has a Ben Franklin hairdo, but she is her normal, happy, fun self. Yeah!