For Alyssa

My sister-in-law Alyssa sent me the link to the tutorial for the Kindle case she made as a gift. I was determined to make my own. I used scrap fabric I had at home and bought some batting for 50% off today at Joann's. Total cost of this case.....$3.99.

And about 3 hours of work.

I'm not exactly a good quilter (ha ha- that's putting it nicely) or even a great sewer, so please don't look too closely. However, I did see a quote at Joann's today that stuck with me.

"Sewing is not a talent. It is a SKILL that can be LEARNED."

True, they were trying to get you to sign up for their classes, and I'm not sure I totally agree with it. After all, I do have some sister-in-laws that do all these amazing projects. You ladies are my inspiration. My natural talent may not lie in sewing, but I have the will to try, try, and try again. Practice makes perfect, right?

What I wish for

Last night at our Relief Society Meeting, we were asked to write down one thing we would do with a million dollars, and then someone would draw it for Pictionary. Since I was at church, my first temptation was to look saintly and write "pay my tithing". I resisted the urge, however, and instead wrote "hire a personal trainer". Gotta love the post-baby body.

What I should have written is my true wish-- I would hire someone to potty-train my kids for me.

We are in the midst of it with Kyle and though I am not going to discuss the gory details, let's just say I detest it with every fiber of my being. And he's actually doing pretty well!

3 Months

I think we may have turned a corner here.

Drew is three months old today. In the past few weeks he has finally become happy during awake time. He is much less gassy. He sleeps, if not well, at least better than before. Usually he will sleep for 45 minutes instead of the 20 we were getting before. And, though he still wakes at night, he isn't hungry and will usually sleep at least 4-6 hours before waking.

I'm starting to feel like I can handle life again.

It helps that he is adorable (not that I'm biased) and that he greets me each time he sees me with a huge smile, cooing, and much kicking and waving of arms. I know he's glad to see me.

And I'm glad to see him.