Hetty Dumpty

I'm doing my best to chill out, mostly because I know life is about to take on a manic speed once the holiday slide past. So Mabel and I are spending time in pajamas. Actually, her fur coat is way snazzier than my pink cotton pj's.

Also, my back is killing me, so chilling is a mandatory. No one tells you when you get pregnant, "Hey, that whole "Humpty Dumpty" story? Yeah, they lied. He was really a she. Her name was Hetty Dumpty. And she was pregnant, so her entire center of gravity shifted in a 24 hour period. But she didn't fall off a wall. Her back was hurting and then she tripped walking flat footed across the living room floor."

I also unpacked these guys. I bought them on sale last year in January. It was like a regift to myself.

Storms have been moving in and out of the state.

This one took the last of our fall leaves.

I was sorry to see them go.

The yellow morning glow in our bedroom was wonderful.

I've been thinking about the nursery. And all that baby stuff we're going to need. It's pretty darn exciting. But I'll wait a little longer before the real nursery work begins. If anyone needs me, I'll be sitting on a yoga ball in the den.