Nesting

Turns out I'm not slowly going crazy! I found the lost ziploc containing the tiny remnant of yarn needed to finish lemon's socks and got right on it during a hospital appointment on Monday.

The second sock is just one row shorter than the first (that's how close it got!) and of course they both have different heels: one is Wendy Johnson's twice wrapped short-row heel while the other was shall we say improvised ;0)


Check out this post for the deets on how I aapted Hello Yarn's cable twist sock pattern for a newborn.

Other than that, it's been a bit of a crazy week since my last post. I got a surprising (though very welcome ;0) burst of energy last Friday and used it to clean house - a task I've been neglecting since the first pangs of morning sickness and fatigue reared their ugly heads oh about 6 or 7 months ago!

Since I haven't had this kind of energy in such a long time, I cleaned with a fervour this house has never known! I'm talking wiping down the cupboard doors clean. I'm talking organising under the kitchen sink clean. Heck I'm talking every piece of cloth in our house is laundered and put away clean! I even unzipped and laundered all the slip covers on our sofa!

Can you say nesting? I remember getting a similar burst of energy the day Julian was born, so before I crashed, I also took advantage of the opportunity to pack our bags for lemon's birthday: one for mommy and daddy, one for lemon and one for jujube's trip to grandma's when the time comes. So now, I'm really ready to have this baby ;0) Really ready!

It's a good thing I got everything ready when I did too because by the time dada came home from work on Friday, I had hit the wall. I started having semi-regular contractions and my blood pressure just shot up like a rocket. We started to think we were having a baby, but I took a bath, took my meds and went to lie down and what do you know, the contractions went away and my blood pressure stabilised. Dada and I didn't know whether to be releived or disappointed. But since I'm still a month away from my due date, it's probably a good thing things settled down.

Then during a routine appointment at the hospital for a non-stress test on Monday, my blood pressure remained high which triggered a series of tests that had hubby an I bored (and maybe a little worried) silly for 5 hours! And I didn't have 5 hours of knitting with me...again!

The doctor wouldn't let me leave the hospital because my blood pressure was too high. She mentioned the possibility of hospitalisation and I became really emotional and started sobbing at the thought of being away from Julian for even just a day. All I kept thinking was "I can't stay because I need to start knitting a baby shedir and Julian comes home from Grandma's at 6!" I think it was my first seriously irrational pregnancy moment.

I think the doctor could tell being at the hospital was distressing for me and agreed to let me go home on the condition that I return to the hospital right away if my blood pressure goes up again. Deal!

So I guess it's a good thing the house is clean and my bags are packed, because now I really have to take it easy. For the sake of getting to read bedtime stories with Julian and watching Sesame Street together while munching on our cherrios in the mornings...