It's been a lovely week. On Sunday I turned the ripe old age of 31. Man, it's hard to believe that I have been kicking about on this here earth for 31 years. It feels kind of surreal, especially now with a little one on the way. I always thought I would have about 4 kids by now. I'm glad it's worked out this way. With this man and this baby.
Ben and I had a lovely day together. He bought me long awaited pearl earrings that I simply adore. There's something wonderfully upper class about a creamy pair of pearl earrings against slightly tanned skin. I cant wait for summer!
It was also on my birthday at around 3pm that my good friend welcomed (pushed) her daughter into this world. Little Mae is a sheer wonder. So tiny and cute. Her mum was not backwards about coming forward with the delivery details. I spent all of last night with my eyes focused on our bedroom ceiling in frozen terror.
here's a little sneak peak at what can make all that blinding pain worth it - little Mae.
And last night....when I walked in our house after a hard day at work, I found a package waiting for me. It was addressed to Mrs B. Brocklesby but really it was for Ben and I. His grandmother (a crafty nut herself) has sent us a little gift along with a card telling us how she has knitted a similiar cardigan for every new baby to enter the family. I simply had to share it because it's just too cute!
In other news re: sewing - I bought a $15 pair of maternity jeans from an op shop and decided to take them up myself (something I have NEVER done). Using some really good directions, I was even able to keep the original hem. I must say, I'm pretty damn proud of myself :)