This post will be purely words, no pictures, so if you can't handle that, or you only come for pictures of cupcakes, you may leave now. :)
Let's see, I haven't really updated on anything personal in a long time, other than to inform you all that I'm pregnant. (And if you say 'preggo' or 'preggers', I will have to hurt you. Moving on.) So, I guess I can start there. We are expecting a little baby girl on November 27, and if she's anything like me, she will be born on her due date. I've always known that babies are born with their personalities, but I never realized you could witness some of that while they're still in the womb. At our ultrasound, Baby Girl was lying with her profile to the scanner, and so the ultrasound tech tried to make her turn so that we could see her face. Baby Girl turned all right, so that her back was to us. :)
The pregnancy is going quite well, and I really can't complain too much. If my biggest problems are backaches and heartburn, I'm doing pretty well.
Since I'm due at the end of November, I started my Christmas list early. I knew I wouldn't be able to make anything in December, and figured I might not be feeling up to it in November, and maybe even October. So, I have most of my projects done, which feels great, but also weird. As in, what do I do now? So, I've decided to make a little quilt for Baby Girl. More on that in another post. :) I've even taken pictures of the projects I've made, but I can't share those yet, because of course, they're for presents. I'm thinking I might pre-write and schedule the posts to come out after Christmas, when I'll be too absorbed in a baby to post otherwise.
Our biggest news, which then turned out to be our biggest disappointment, was that we were going to move. A lady who lives down the street from my parents asked my dad, her friendly neighborhood Realtor, to list her house for her. Of course, as soon as my parents know that a house is for sale in their neighborhood, they plot whom they want for neighbors, and sometimes get their way. This time, my little brother brought up our names, and we decided to go see the house. We really liked it and put in an offer, which was accepted. The offer required that we sell our house in 60 days, so we, and many of our friends and family, spent 10 days getting the place ready to list. We cleaned, touched up paint, decluttered, and did a million other things (most of which I was not allowed to do in my delicate condition). My dad, also our friendly local Realtor, had a professional come out to take photos (which look amazing, by the way - very worth it!). That same day, however, the seller got some bad news about her health and said she might need to reconsider.
So, we held off listing our house and kept it pretty clean. After a month, she decided to stay put for now, although if she decides to move next year, she'll still honor our deal. While we're content in our current house, we were also disappointed because there were a lot of things about the 'new house' that we liked better. It's in a small neighborhood, not on a busy street corner, for one. The basement was completely finished, for another. It had plenty of room for us to grow. However, we also can see the good in staying here - lower mortgage payments, we don't have the hassle of moving, and of course, it's already decorated just how we like it.
Late this summer, actually the same day our offer was accepted, I left my job at the library. I really loved that job and didn't want to have to leave so soon, but it was wreaking havoc on my body. I initially wanted that specific job (shelving books) because it was a physical job and I needed more exercise, but it did not go well with being pregnant. For the first few weeks after I left, I was kept busy with the house stuff, and then with Christmas presents, but I'm starting to get to the point where I'm not quite sure what to do with all my time - hence the quilt for Baby Girl. :) (And of course, there are always a million books to read, cupcakes to make, and - oh yeah - toilets to clean.)
Finally, one of our friends has moved in with us, into the basement (his choice). He's hoping to build a bathroom and a bedroom down there, but, well, I'll believe it when I see it. :)
I think that's about it. Come back next week for some pictures of cupcakes.
Love and Buttercream,