Anavays Birthday story...very long

My daughter, Anavay. It will have been three years tomorrow, since she was born. I remember that day extremely well. It was so chalked full of emotion. First of all, from midnight, i could not eat or drink till the doctor said it was ok... 'cause i was having a c-section...So I was very hungry...and my darn sister had brought me a damn brownie cheesecake, that i couldn't EAT...lol. I woke up and had to wait about an hour and a half before we (me and Anthony) had to leave... that meant me stewing and crying for that time...Mind you that my other two babies are a year and a half and the cutest babies... i had never been away from them for more than a day, at that time. So i was heartbroken...not to mention the pregnancy hormones. So we get our goodbyes... and for y'all wondering who was going to watch the babies... they were with responsible, caring people...So me and Anthony get on the bus. My mom lived down the street from the friends that were caring for my babies...she told me that she was going to meet us at the friends, then she said that she would just meet me on the bus. I was waiting and waiting, she never showed. I cried all the way, in public, big tears. It still hurts to think of it... but we get to the hospital. Poor Anthony is trying his hardest to make me feel better. I feel so very bad for him, because there was nothing he could do, so on top of being hungry, hormonal, baby-sick, and very sad and disappointed, I felt guilty, guilty that i was making Anthony miserable, and this was supposed to be so happy...

We check in and we wait in the waiting room. About an hour goes by and they call us up to go to prep...right before we go in I see anthony's mom, step dad, and sister coming down the hall.. AGAIN i cried. i was so happy, someone was there...someone...Then again saddened because they needed to get back to work and school. My heart was so happy i think it exploded. My surgery got pushed back to 4pm. So from 2 to 4 i had Anthony checking for my mom...she never showed. I went in for Ana. They started at 4:05 a few short minutes later, I got to see the little hellion that made me miserable for 8 and a half months...every single minute of it too...lol. She cried and Anthony held her to me for as long as he could. They took her and did all the usuals...The funnest part came after the surgery. I was still very hungry, so i tried rushing getting thought the rest of the anesthesia... in the process, i made myself throw up...a lot...after an abdominal surgery...NOT A GOOD IDEA.

So my sweet boyfriend taped it...I go out and i was tossing my stomach acid, there is anthonys blessed family...watching me toss. Anthonys mom was crying she was so happy and i was woozy...again my mom wasn't there...About an hour later they took me to my room...This is where anthonys dad and grandma tony meets us... of course i am in the middle of trying to breast feed...totally lol. So i hand over the ana (who isn't named yet), who isn't interested in my boobie (yet!) And in walks my mom. she stays only a few minutes and I get to be sad....again. Later that night, we decide on ANAVAY. For almost the first day she didn't want to eat. But i kept trying, and trying, i was bound and determined to breast feed her. I had tried to breast feed my boys but that didn't work... so i was really determined. My friends brung my babies to me everyday that i was in the hospital. My poor baby Atreyu was deathly afraid... i feel so bad for him. but by the last day he was OK with it...Then i was to spend another day at my friends house before returning to my own apartment.

So much has happened since then...too much to go into right now... But her are the ups... her smile, her sleep face, her sweet voice, her tolerance to her brothers, her superior hugs, and her obsession with the letter T.

counting.

just a quick word... this morning i was picking my snowflakes up and my son Azriel said he wanted to count them... and he did...without any help, no eyebrows.. nothing. Just all by himself... i was flabbergasted...just to say the least.

Tons of fun..

oK Ok. first things first...crafts! this particular picture is a bit of puncetto. As you can CLEARLY see, i am not all that great at it, but i am not going to say i am awful... just because this is like my 1st piece trying the little windows and my third time at puncetto lace period... so yeah, not great but not total muck! IF you are interested in puncetto lace then i am going to put a couple links on here so you can start.

Puncetto - Needlelace talk

This is my very, very first piece of bobbin lace. For all those critics out there...I know, i swear i know that bobbin lace is usually with fine, fine thread, and closer together... I know! I am just practicing the movements... i kinda like it...kinda. I have already made my bobbins and ordered some off of amazon.com...my bobbins that i made, were made of cooking skewers, the bamboo kind, cut in half. Then I used pony beads... now luckily they fit... but i used some hot glue on the beads to keep them in place... I love them, so very much...but not because they are cool looking or what not...no! its because my kids (mainly Atreyu) strung them...It was a nice day...picture of all the "bobbins" later..cause i made a ton-ish!
Onto tatting, my love. See i used to love knitting, but tatting is my love...truly! Anyway...This is a great snowflake from "Tatting For Today" On Intatters, Frivole posted a beautiful picture of her recent works...of course I had to like the longest, most finicky snowflake... anyway the picture prompted me to order the book and ordering the book prompted me to tat this particular snowflake... Personally, I say not even close to good, but being the wonderful people tatters are they will say "oh its so pretty...good job" but i know that it is FAR FAR away from any of my best...but here it is anyway... So from tatting to another craft...

CROCHET!!! Once a year for the past couple years, i have been either making slippers, or socks for my wee ones... this year is crocheted moccasins, I only got a picture of Anavays' slippers...Azriels were also a variegated color... dark green, beige and purple....Atreyus are bright blue...I love my baby boys dance... I just have to edit the video to the dance part...i love love his mantis dance, I call it the mantis dance, because the way he looks while doing it reminds me of a mantis...next post...it'll be great!


Then the mess i call mine. No actual substance here, I just wanted to show you guys some craft mess...
Now on to personal stuffs... This is me, through my daughters eyes...Did i mention that i am absolutely in love with her...She bugs the hell out of me, but i could literally kill her by how much i love her... So i have to watch how hard i hug her...Do you think that she feels my love... I know when I was little I would try my hardest to pour every ounce of my love for my mom into my hugs... I miss that...So anyway...
I just LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE her...and this picture is a partial of why. Her wacky fashion sense, her turtle smile (doesn't she look kinda like a little turtle?) Her special sparkle eyes...and one of the most important features... her tolerance to her brothers...this picture was taken AFTER Atreyu had been bugging her for like an hour trying to get the bow off her head to play with her hair...But like i said, she bugs me. All day... I am fat, and being such i have fatty arms... she loves to play with them, and she likes to pinch them...its her comfort..I hate it, but i understand that its her comfort and happy place so i deal...and then the night comes...she likes to sleep with me...I like to make sure she's alive... so both combined equals a bad nights sleep for me...actually pretty much no sleep...
As I type right now she is on her daddy... oh no she found me.. and she is back on me...ok i think i ought to wrap this up... But real quick...I went to see Harry Potter with Anthony today... or tomorrow... in relation to when this actually gets posted... IT WAS AWESOME...I am very critical of the harry potter movies because i am a huge fan of the books...I was getting irritated by the missing of small parts, and incorrect parts, and I still say out of movies 3,4,5,6 and 7pt1 that this one was the best by far... I found for the most part they kept to the book... Something that really irritated me is Dobby's death.. every time i read it, hear it, think about it, I cry. This was an issue for me because, honestly who wants to cry in a movie theater..not me.. but i just let it flow...little did i know that Harry would ruin it for me...Part of the reason i was so saddened by this, was Harry's reaction to his death, it was true and raw...in the book...in the movie it was so darn... robotic...The scene goes like this...

Dobby dies, harry is in shock, he states...i have to dig a grave for him...without magic. This is what ruined it for me. Because in the book, he just does it. He is in complete shock and mourning. he does it without thinking... the males around harry help him, noticing his grief, noticing the respect...they just didn't convey that in the movie... If i could change one and only one part, it would be that...oh look at that she's asleep... Oh well Imma get off for now...happy tatting!!!

thrift store finds!

I love, love , love thrift stores! When i was younger i used to call then junk stores, I had no idea all the great things that were in store for me. lately i go to thrift town over by where i live. Every time i go there its nice, i wish that their store was bigger but its always clean. So my reasons of late for going is jeans. Boy jeans. You always hear that kids grow like weeds, that they are always running through clothes and shoes... and so on... but you really don't know until you feel like you are buying clothes every week. so i have been using the thrift store for some time... a lot of the time i can't find jeans at my thrift store, when i do find stuff their size i get super happy.

So in my happiness here is a picture of the two, that's right i said TWO, pairs of jeans i found in their size...
here are some more of my finds... thread, i got this bag because of the front three threads, the rose color, the green variegated and that purple, i suspect its lizbeth... though i have no tried it before... it is TINY... i suspect its size 40...
does anyone know what to do with these? they are for knitting but i don't know what i would knit with them, they are kinda wavy like? but not really boucle
and i am always on the hunt for books, craft books, kid books... And so i found these..2 I spys and a Dr.Seuss AND 2 workbaskets and a little doily book with, count them, 1 tatting pattern...just one.
this is the aftermath of Halloween... vampire children... Now i don't know about you but i would be seriously scared if he was actually chasing me...i would be frightened...
and an update on my basil... i think i added too many seeds... i don't know... this is my first plant. Do you see it? The large leaves in front... I went to check on them this morning and WOW. so we have another pot and we...oh who are we kidding...ME, I put my basil in the larger pot... now hopefully they will grow much more...

So I put a few new videos on my youtube, y'all should go check them out. Switching shuttles, Tattabuggs tatted owl, and some block tatting. Next post should be showing all my current tatting.... been busy tatting snowflakes because i want to hang them from my ceiling... not my tree. I want it to be nice and holiday-y in here...So till then...TA TA

Saturday 9 meme...because i can :)

Just What I Needed

Welcome to Saturday: 9. What we've committed to our readers is that we will post 9 questions every Saturday. Sometimes the post will have a theme, and at other times the questions will be totally unrelated. Those weeks we do "random questions," so-to-speak. We encourage you to visit other participants posts and leave a comment. Because we don't have any rules, it is your choice. We hate rules. We love memes, however, and here is today's meme!

Saturday 9: Just What I Needed

1. Who was the last person who entered your life and was just what you needed? I guess that would be my daughter, she's great

2. What is one of your fondest childhood memories? my bedroom. it was exactly me, I had a homemade canopy (pink) a gold vanity, a lovely desk, my own stereo and a darker pink rug that was all mine, a dresser that fit every piece of my clothing, plenty of books in my closet, everything was absolutely perfect, and i dearly miss that room.

3. What would you like to be doing in 7 years? probably fighting with my kids to be doing their homework... probably working a great job...i don't know

4. Tell us about a blogging pet peeve. the thing that bothers me is bloggers complaining about no one giving them comments.... that is so... annoying!

5. Tell us about a general pet peeve. no common sense. i have no patience for something that someone should already know...like a certain 26 year old not washing his nasty hands after being in the bathroom...eww!

6. For one day, who would you like to trade places with? i think i would like to trade places with...hmm. i don't know. bill gates?

7. Where is your least favorite place to be? out!

8. What do you like about fall? there isn't a whole lot that i don't like about fall... i pretty much love everything about it.

9. If you or someone you know are chronically late, do you believe it's the result of poor planning or choosing to be late? i guess procrastination. so poor planning? If i was constantly late, then that means i was detained by the bathroom or a bus... i usually plan on being 15 to 30 minutes early everywhere. I always want to put my best foot forward...you know things like that

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