Yup. It's still empty. 8 days past the estimated due date. There is an end in sight: Oct 19th they'll hook me up to drugs to induce labor. That is not part of my birth plan, but isn't that the way things usually go?

I've been out of work for the past week, which makes every day seem like that movie "Groundhog's Day". I wake up, still pregnant and huge, have very little to do and it's gloomy and grey outside. My mom came up last week, which has been great company for me and the kids. She's helping with dinners, laundry, crafts and reading books. Something about her presence makes me chill out and slow down. I suppose if she's doing the cleaning and cooking, I feel guilty pulling out the paint rollers and heavy duty projects.

We finished up the baby's quilt and it turned out so cute! All the hearts are from scraps of Kaylee's clothing or fabric from my stash. They are sewn onto squares of thin, white corduroy fabric that I got at a garage sale over the summer. The backing is fabulous, luxurious white "mink" or something, with pink satin binding. I'm happy at all the textures and colors, and of course at using up scraps.