the first project to fly out of the nook was a new ironing board cover. due to some adhesive mishaps, judah food stains and generally poor upkeep, this thing looked like colonial-era toilet paper and was all sticky and scratchy. plus the design was so blah and not worthy to be in my nook (in any sense).
i whipped out my trusty copy of ye old 101 one yard wonders sewing book and a repurposed receiving blanket that i LOVE the pattern of (from judah's godparents dan and lukas) and used the string and cord-stop hardware from the old cover and had this sucker churned out lickety split while jesse and i watched tech's first round ncaa tournament win (the futon is very accommodating in couch form for a supportive husband who can watch TV and cheer me on).
i was so proud of this little number that i considered changing judah's name to Euclid Lamentations Musselman just so i could steal the burp cloth and keep it for myself. it's kind of pristine.
in a hilarious twist i forgot the cloth when we left for the party, but luckily jesse is with the mcdades in mexico as we speak since he was leaving for a church trip there anyway so he got to deliver it. this of course has left me as a single mom whose morning sickness decided to show up 3 hours after i put husbo on the plane.
only in pregnancy do i have the kind of explosive vomiting that leads to picking bits of my dinner from between my toes afterwards. but throwing up also is the only thing that gets rid of the yucky sickness, so i will pinky-floss mongolian beef all day long if it means i get to feel instantly better. let's all hope that jesse makes one of the flights tomorrow so that he can be home for our first OB appointment on thursday (think single-baby thoughts!) and so that he can rescue me from this really difficult phase. once again, single parents, y'all are my heroes.