Thursday, December 30, 2010

Mommy, you're belly is huge!

Yes, D, yes it is.

20 weeks and counting, my friends.

D's old enough, that I get questions like:

How does the baby come out? Out of your belly button?

Down by your toe?

My answer: God brings the baby out.

I mean really, do I need to go further than that with a 3 year old?!

I think not.

And the answer seemed to satisfy him.


(And though his comments about the size of my belly don't bother me,

I do hope that when the belly gets smaller again,

he feels the need to point that out to the world too!)

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Merry After-Christmas!

Did you get everything you wanted for Christmas??
My husband got me a Kindle.
I was on Amazon the next day, and there was an ad
that started with: "Are you one of the people who opened
up a brand new Kindle for Christmas?" And I actually
talked the computer screen: "Yeah! I did!" Those words
may have been followed by a giggle or two.
Anyways, the best was having all 7 of my siblings home
for the celebration of Christmas. Loved that.
Here at my house, my hubby and I worked our butts off
trying to make some home-made Christmas gifts.
Combined effort we made each of the kiddos a chalkboard:
Inspired by this DIYer Blogger.
This barn was my husbands doing. I asked for a 3-sided open bay thingy
that my 2 year old could put his animals into.
This is what my husband did:

He's amazing. Oh - I primed it. =)
And I have no idea why there are loaders and
rollers parked in the stalls.
And the silo roof is on a hinge so the kids can drop stuff in it,
(still looking for fake corn or something.)
And there is an access hole on the inside right of the barn to
get whatever they drop inside back out.

And remember those hexagons that I was making this summer?
Well, they turned into tree ornaments.
My dad asked if I was going to make a quilt out of them. Seriously?!
(See the "faLa" in the white ornament? I'd buy yardage of that falalala fabric!)
I also did up a quick snuggle fleece blanket for my foster son,
and a flannel blanket for my 3 year old.
It was a good Christmas.
Any home-made gifts at your house?

Saturday, December 18, 2010


Just thought I'd show some recent finishes:

I pulled these blue fabrics out of my stash to make a

quick small baby quilt for my friend who had her baby.

5 weeks early.

5lb baby.

I got to hold him, he is so healthy even though

he's so tiny.

Smallest baby I ever held!


An upclose on the feather quilting I did on the one border.

The whole quilt (on top of other blankets.) Not a great pic,

but I didn't want to pull it back out and try for a better one.

Folks, this is definately not a photography blog.

Maybe someday, just not today.

Anyways, this quilt has no home.

I guess I may try and sell it again.

Baby size as well.


I have, despite the drama, been being "crafty". And it does help keep me sane.

So here's some of the things I've been working on:

A Christmas-y brooch. I like it.

I may wear it shopping tomorrow.

Some Christmas garland. I actually made tons of this.
My mom asked me to make some.
A stranger at a craft show bought some.
It is kinda cute.

And then there's these guys.
My little Japanese santas. I bought the fabric they
were printed on sometime last year.
And as a quick fast-to-complete project,
I just recently whipped them up.
And my husband told me they look like
something a grandma would make.
I did admit- they'd probably make my MIL cringe.
But I like them.
And there are 2 more smaller ones,
but I'm pretty sure they are upstairs,
being snuggled by my santa theives.
What have you been up to??

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

S's Story

I haven't posted, because I have nothing nice to say.
I don't want to post pretty crafts that keep me sane.
Or quilts I'm working on.
I want to post about how dysfunctional CPS is. How they preach about how "its all about the child." Even though, the child actually means NOTHING to them. Their careers matter. Keeping the judge happy matters. Keeping other people happy so they aren't bombarded with phone calls they don't want to return matters. But the actual child they are "working" for, no, he's just one more box to check off the list.

S came to us 2 summers ago. From a house he was left at by his mom, who then went to another state. He wasn't related to anyone in this house. Then, CPS removed him and another child from this house and placed them both in foster care. S's mom hoped he would go back to that house eventually and therefore did nothing. Finally, after it appeared that S wouldn't be moving back to that home, his mom decided she may want to work to get him back. See, CPS had said he couldn't live with her because she allowed people into her life that hurt S in crazy scary dispicable ways. CPS kept telling us that S would never go back to his mom. That he would go up for adoption. Not ready for that step, for many reasons, we hoped he would soon be placed in another home that would eventually adopt him. Fast forward to now. Now S has been on 2 long visits to another state with his mom. It appears that he will be moved back with her this winter. Which is odd to me, because she has no job, no drivers license, no car. She lives with her boyfriend at his house. But apparently, that's ok. That's not a big deal to anyone. That she has no way to provide for her son. That if she and her boyfriend break up, she has no where to go. You would think that S's lawyer would care. Do you want to know what he said in court last time we were there? Try this: "S is really good at art." Thanks buddy! That was sooooo helpful. Sooo relevant.
We felt good about the situation back when we thought S would be adopted. We could still maintain contact, our kids could visit with him sometimes. See, our kids are little, and I doubt recall life before S was with us. And now, he is just going to dissapear from their lives. The guy they call brother will be gone to another state never to be seen again. How do you explain that one to a 2 and 3 year old??
After S goes, to wherever the judge sends him, probably back to mom, we are closing our home. I can't do this to my kids. My kids who wait for S to get off the bus everyday. Who can't wait to play with him all weekend. And I can't keep making happy faces at judges and case workers and lawyers who are just plain dumb and lie. And I may just tell them all that when we close our home. I'd rather send money to orphanges in Haiti, than continue to support our dumb system her in NY that should have already had S adopted by a loving family. It's not complicated folks: if you leave your child, and he needs a home, we are giving him one, a permanent one. How can something that simple be so darn complicated??? You want a "do over?" Fine. Make another baby. But you lost this one. Or should I say, you gave this one up?
*End of Rant*