I admit it – if you were one of the people who told me during my first trimester that I would feel better once the first trimester hit…then I owe you an apology for laughing at you. Around 10-11 weeks when I felt like I wanted to be dead rather than pregnant it just felt like the misery would never end. Finally at 15wks I feel alive at last. Not exactly 100% or overflowing with energy (and nerve pains have already arrived) but alive at least. I even sewed something. Until I broke my overlocker. That was a pretty exciting 2 hours though. The worst part is I was on the last seam of the most adorable newborn baby pants I have ever seen in my life. I managed to whizz up a temporary seam on the ordinary sewing machine though so I could technically say I finished something. It just feels so good to say that I finished something. The pattern is from here and even has room in the back for cloth bums. Bonus!
The pants were photographed in the wooden rocking cradle I bought this week. Babies grow out of them nearly as fast as they grow out of newborn sized clothes but I knew that above all other unnecessary baby things I would be sad one day if I didn’t buy one of these for our special babe. I have a small list of things that are totally frivolous and unneccesary but damn it, I’m buying them cos it’s my baby and I want them. I don’t want to have any regrets about not doing it my way!