Just Gestating

Oh, sure, there has been some knitting happening, and some cute kids moments, and lots of life and laundry.

But, at 30 weeks gestation, one starts to feel like a dedicated baby incubator.

You know the phrase, “If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all”?

I figure this blog is not supposed to be an outlet for complaining about heartburn and sciatica and emotional instability, so I don’t have much to say.

Maybe I can finish one of these knitted things and then I will have something nice to say.

Maybe I could fall into a deep, peaceful sleep and wake up when the baby is here.

Maybe I should just stop there.