Sun?

I woke up to the sun shining in my face for the first time in what feels like forever.
This week they are calling for lots of sun and warmer weather.

Maybe Mother Nature has been listening to all my pleading.

Painting

With the forecast calling for lots of rain and some more snow (yuck!) for the next few days we have had to find some more inside activities to help starve off the crazies.  

Painting with my old Watercolours seems to be the biggest hit. We have tried using kids paints but I find that the Sam and Lily really enjoying using my old Watercolours so much more.  I am not too sure if it is the vibrancy of the colours or the ease in which it paints on.  Either way it makes for a longer and less frustrating painting session.  

Even Paul has gotten involved in a few painting sessions.

The next night after the paintings had dried Paul and I went to bed to find a painting for each of us next to the bed from Sam.  He said it was just a little present.  Yup, this Prego Mama tried a little.

Hoping

It is now nap/quiet time at our house.  Today was one of those days in which I felt time this time was a) never going to come or b) couldn't come fast enough.
I am now sipping a hot coffee, thinking about it is that I want to eat, while I scan the endless pages of knitting patterns on Ravelry.
We had the glimpse of Spring on the weekend, it was taken from us, and as I look out the window I see that the called for snow has begun to fall.  The winds make the house creek and the gate that was not latched this morning bangs against the fence.  In March this weather makes me slow, sad, and sleepy.  I want to stay in bed, do nothing, and wake up when Spring comes.  This does not happen as I am lifted from sleep to the sounds of Lily saying 'Morning Mama, time to wake up' my glasses are waiting in her hands.   
I think we are all tired of Winter, restless and need to connect to nature again.  This makes for some difficult days here at our house.  Today all I can hope for it that the called for rain this afternoon will wash away all of the snow and I will see grass again soon.

A Space with a Door to Call my Own

With the closing of the studio and converting the once basement studio into a basement apartment for my brother I have had to move and create new space for myself in other parts of the house.  

In our room we had a huge walk-in closet that had up until now been used as unproductive storage (really just a place I could throw stuff without having to really deal with it).

One afternoon last week I had a huge brainwave and realized that if cleaned out and a few other things added that it was the perfect size and location for a craft space for me.  

After some cleaning, organizing, and sorting through the crafts supplies I wanted/needed/used this is what we ended up with.  It has a very bright light (even better than the one in my old space really) and the perfect amount of space.

I have an organized space for all my yarn and craft books. I am actually down to only yarn that I am using for current projects.  Yes, that means I have really no stash to speak of  meaning that with every new project I start I get new yarn!

I have a space for my sewing machine instead of the kitchen table and all my usable fabric stashed under the table.  I was also able to put up my vision board as well as the cork board for added space for inspiration to be stuck.  I have found myself in the last few days just sitting in there realizing that even though it used to be a closet that I have a small space (with a door) that I can call my own.

Weekend Weather

Saturday we played in the rain and ran around sliding on the icy driveway. 

When I looked out the front window I saw grass.  

Sunday we woke up to this:

I was just getting hopeful that spring was on its way! I am not too sure how much more I can take of this snow and cold.  I want and need Spring to come.  For no other reason that I am getting too pregnant to pull the sled or push the stroller up the snowy hill to get Sam from school.  

Small Things

At week 25 I have been told to take it easy to try and minimize the intense Round Ligament Pain that I am experiencing with this third pregnancy.  Apparently these pains are worse the more pregnancies that you have as I just don't have the muscle strength to hold it all up and together.

Last night after a trip to the hospital to meet with my midwife to make sure that everything was just normal pregnancy pains, Paul has requested that I take it easy trying to rest as much as possible.
This means I am going to have to slow down. Does he know how difficult that is for me?  I feel the need to go, go, go so that I am able to feel like I am doing something with my day.  That when he comes home I can say I did this, this, and this today.  See it is great that I stay home, making me feel like I am valuable in some way.

So I am trying to realize that there is value in the small things that I am able to do.
Today I emptied the dishwasher and reloaded, put a chicken in the slow cooker, and tallied my expenses.  That's it!  I feel like I have done nothing, so I am trying to look at it from the perspective that technically dinner is more than half made.  Paul doesn't come home to a sink full of dishes, and I am ready to send the taxes off to the accountant.

Tomorrow I will do a few more small things, and the day after that a few more and maybe by the end of the week they will all add up to a lot of things done.

March

March...
It has always been a really strange and crazy kind of month for me.  It is my birthday month and the strangest things always seem to happen at this time.
Last year I got a bad case of Mastitis and had to have surgery to have the infection removed.
The year before that Lily was born 2 hours after my birthday.
The year prior to that I changed all our plans and decided that I wanted to have another baby. (Hence Lily 12 months later)

I always go into March with the Lion and Lamb theory.  I am excited for the newness of Spring that seems so much more possible as well as the celebration of my Birthday.  Then I am always apprehensive of the Lion laying in wait, ready to pounce at any time, creating craziness and throwing my world into a spin.

This year by the end of March I will have turned 30, I will finally be in my third trimester, my little snap dragon will have turned 2, and I will be two weeks away from closing the studio.  All beautiful and amazing steps forward, but I will be keeping my eyes out for the Lion in the tall grass.