I did NOT decide to sew my friend, who is expecting a little baby girl very soon, a baby blanket over a month ago and have yet to break out the sewing machine after my needle-finger incident. (I have no idea how I managed to get my finger under the needle, but sure enough, the needle went right through my finger AND nail, and suffice it to say, it did not feel good.) I have NOT felt the strong desire to craft on many nights, only to be swayed by my greater desire to curl up in bed. So, only today did I start sweet Lucy's blanket and feel that all was going swimmingly until I got to the fourth side to see that my fabric egdes were no longer right on top of each other, and instead over an inch apart. UGH!!! NO WAY!! I am waaayyyy more skilled than that...and even I can master a straight line.
On a night last week, my husband decided to throw a roast in the crock pot- something I am not so big on, especially when pregnant. So, after getting the roast all set in the morning, he was expecting dinner to be ready about 6. He did NOT come tell me at about 5:15 that we could expect to sit down to dinner at about 10 o'clock. I looked at him, smirking, and said 'Did you say 10 o'clock??', to which he kinda turned his head and mumbled something like 'Yeah, something must be wrong with that crock pot......' Thank goodness we had pasta left from the night before :)
After a minor issue last week, I was sent to L&D at the Naval Hospital, strapped to monitors and told to disrobe so I could undergo an exam just to check on things. In walked a new OB doctor, one I had never met before-- and after having 2 children at that hospital and going there for half of both Jack's and Evie's pregnancies, I've met them all. This sweet young doctor proceeded with the exam, and at one point told me I needed to push. Well, it was NOT this woman who lifted her head up and said 'Umm....I don't know what that means. I don't know how to do that. I've never PUSHED before,' in a voice that was mixed with both embarrassment and slight annoyance (annoyed at the fact that I would LOVE to have pushed and know what that feels like, but none of my OBs ever let me.) The very surprised, confused doctor did NOT lift his head, stare at me and say 'What do you mean? Isn't this your 4th child? How do you NOT know how to push?' Despite my frustration, I kept my cool. It WASN'T ME who stated, voice cracking with emotion, 'Well, since you all have decided I'm no good for a vaginal delivery, I've had 3 c-sections and been robbed of my chance to EVER get to push.' For the record, I did apologize after the fact. Had he just GLANCED at my chart, though, he would have known why I didn't know how to push. Just sayin.
As I have made it abundantly clear, I am a very on-top-of-things, rule-following mama. I know....that goes without saying. I was raised with manners and my children embody the same level of sophistication I was reared with. So then, I can assure you, this is most certainly NOT MY CHILD.......
My children are always FULLY dressed, in clean, stain-free clothes. I NEVER let my babies walk around naked. NO WAY!! NOT ME!!!
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2 comments:
I did not know you had an injury on your finger from sewing!!! You don't have to make her the blanket. Don't be crazy! The blanket is a product of love and that is all that matters.
And to make you feel better, pushing can be overrated. Look at it this way, do you pee your pants every time you laugh, sneeze or cough?/? I do - all because of the pushing. LOL!! Or should I see That Wasn't Me who pees her pants not just on Mondays but on every other day of the week. I am sure all of your blog readers are so thrilled to know that info!
Love your blog!
I sewed through my finger once too. I was in high school home ec class. I had never used a sewing machine before (still no excuse, but just saying). I was trying to thread the needle and still had my foot on the pedal. OUCH! I didn't even tell my teacher, just excused myself to the restroom. I definitely feel your pain! :)
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