I finished writing my sock pattern. I mailed it over, but it hasn’t arrived yet. The battery was very low and my laptop is ancient.
Twenty-eight years ago today, I was trying to take a nap in the back yard while Sweetums was painting our bedroom ceiling. I hadn’t slept well the night before due to the heat and an enormous belly. That night, my water broke while I was taking a bath–an interesting sight. Later, I went downstairs and cleaned the kitchen. Around 2Am, the pains started. I called Dr T and woke Sweetums and told Jenn. Sweetums didn’t believe me. I still had ten days to go. Idiot. It was time to go. That’s all there was to it. Jenn showed up about 15 minutes after we arrived. It was good to have them both there. My son showed up around 5:30AM. Life is good. Needless to say, it was not for several days until I got any sleep.