so big

critterbug's room is finished. i think. there are a couple little patches of paint that need fixing up, and we need to get a couple wire baskets or something to put in his toy cupboard so everything stays a little neater, but its basically done. the walls, ceiling, and trim are all painted; hubby attempted The Sanding Of The Floor to see if it would help with the weird black marks; the blackboard - sorry, chalkboard - is done, although now we need chalk; the furniture is moved back in and the toys are in the cupboard instead of all over the house; the bed is in, and pirated, and he loves it - "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh mummy its my big pirate bed!"

we've even managed to get the laundry hamper painted, and bought fabric to make a new lining - a blue-on-blue room with a dark blue laundry hamper looks just a bit silly when the lining on the hamper is striped yellow, white, and grass-green. now i just have to finish the lining for our hamper, and get sewing on his. its not terribly difficult, just fiddly. overlocking (i believe its called a serger in the states. cuts the fabric and uses 4 threads to finish the edge as it goes) at right angles is tricky... and i HATE re-threading the machine. so so so fiddly!

but yes. my boy is in his room. he loves it. he loves his toy cupboard. he loves his big pirate bed. he knows which drawer contains which clothes. he puts his dirty clothes in his hamper. hes growing up. in fact, as i type this, he's pulled a table over to the kitchen sink and is cleaning it with both a scrubbing brush and the sponge.

"what are you doing over there love?"
"um. i just cleaning, really."

and now hes started on the roasting pan sitting on the counter next to the sink. how do they grow up so fast?

on saturday he will be 3. three years ago today i was terribly itchy, tired (exhausted), sore (i have loose joints anyway, and baby-hormones which are supposed to loosen your hips wreaked absolute havoc on my knees and wrists), and most likely in day stay, having my blood pressure and urine checked, to make sure i wasnt pre-eclamptic yet. i say most likely because i honestly cant remember. i was in day stay most thursdays and fridays though, so its very likely. in fact, it might be the day they changed their minds and decided he wasnt cooked enough, and that i would have to be itchy for at least 2 more weeks.

i love my boy, he makes my heart sing. i miss my dear one, with the Lord and safe. and i so want more... but hubby says now is not the time. so i have to learn to put thoughts of more out of my head. its hard.