human fannypack

Being pregnant is like having a human fannypack with you all the time, but you don't feel silly wearing it (her?).

Yesterday I went and picked up some fabric at joanns to begin making our children's first mobile (i hope i didn't pick too girly colors) and there was a mom shopping there with her two children, one was i would guess two and the other was four and the reason i knew he was four was because he was SCREAMING and then she started SCREAMING back at him. in public. The sad part was everyone in the whole store could hear what she was saying. and then the little girl started screaming. basically all three of them were screaming and she didn't just leave- she just pulled them through the whole store. and I'm not sure if I admire that... or if it's funny, or if I would have handled it differently but there sure were a lot of old women shaking their heads and muttering. I think, well, i hope- if my kid was throwing a HUGE fit in public, I would just say whelp it's time to go home and drop whatever I was doing to figure out what their deal was... in private.

hopefully.

It's easy to make totally unrealistic goals about being a mom when you aren't one yet. Because I know just from nannying full time 7 am to 7 pm and later sometimes, that children always throw you the loop and do things and say things you never expect and if you never expect them how can you plan on how you'll react? You can't!

Making this mobile will give me patience. Am I totally tooting the opposite horn every other day? "i hate sewing" "im gonna make a mobile out of cute fabric and a ton of other things!" "i hate sewing"

is there a pattern here?

anyways. I don't have a pattern to make this mobile so i just drew one up, and I'm calling it "elephants on parade"


and theeeese are the messes that have ensued. we temporarily have lost our kitchen table.



i was going to do ice cream cones... but then i thought that would send subliminal messages to our children and make them feel hungry all the time in their crib instead of in wonderment at something over their heads.

here are the beginnings of the elephants on parade- i need to find cotton balls and chopsticks and stuff them.