Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!

Wishing you and yours a very lovely Christmas and a wonderful new year!

Needle Felting - My new love

Meet Mr. Bunny-Wunny. With the use of a felting needle, raw wool and a kitchen sponge I was able to sculpt this little guy in just a few hours. It was a LOT of fun! My sister who is the queen of felting sold me all of the supplies I needed. This is such a fun and inexpensive craft. I think I am addicted.  While sewing will always be my first love, needle felting is now way up there too. What's great about needle felting is that it is a very 'parenting of small children friendly' craft. Unlike sewing where there is quite a bit of time in setting up your workspace before you get started (oh to have my own sewing studio!). You can easily take your supplies with you from room to room, or put it down if you need to run and say prevent your preschooler from flushing your toothbrush down the toilet etc.  You could easily  needle felt in a waiting room, as a passenger in a car etc.  It's very meditative and it really is exactly like sculpting. These would make great gifts and they are 100% eco-friendly since it's only wool. You could make beautiful Christmas ornaments, woolies for children etc. the possibilities are really endless. All of the materials plus a great deal of wool in a variety of beautiful colors only cost me $30 and will likely last me a long, long time.  What makes me especially happy is that needle felting will satisfy my desire to create until I am able to spend longer periods of time at my sewing machine. What's great is even Ian could easily needle felt a ball and he's been felting along side with me, playing with the wool etc. If you'd like to buy some needle felting supplies just email my sister Annie Bananie (there are beautiful examples of things she's made there) at anniebdr@gmail.com. She ships worldwide.

What's in the pot?

Have I mentioned I love my crock-pot? Before going out today I threw the following ingredients into the crock-pot and came home to a really nice chili. This is the first time I've made this recipe. Next time I make it I will, use milder chili powder so that Ian can eat it, I will only put a splash of the broth (I reduced it to a quarter cup but I think even less would be better since very little moisture seeps out of crock-pots making for a bit of a soupy chili). I also omitted the salt. The chocolate really gave it a neat and subtle flavor. I didn't actually put any beans in it... I sort of forgot, and it was still good! It would also have been good topped with a little blue cheese and a sprinkle of green onion and served with brown rice, quinoa, your favorite pasta, or toasted pita bread.

Crocky-Pot

Until recently this is a site I've resisted seeing in my kitchen:

I'm not exactly sure why I've resisted it so much. Perhaps because I've had SO many people tell me I should get one (even as an adult I don't like being told what to do). Also I think because I enjoy the process of cooking. But a wise friend gifted us one for Christmas, sort of as a joke, but not really. The box could have said 'Dude, would you just use it already'. So here it is... and I like it! I used it for the first time yesterday. Before going out shopping I quickly threw in some ingredients for a curry and when I got home:

A healthy meal all ready to eat. I'm REALLY going to like this. Thanks T!

Wee Wonderfuls

I just recently purchased the following patterns:

One for Ian: http://www.weewonderfuls.com/store/put-together-2.html

One for Avery: http://www.weewonderfuls.com/store/put-together-2.html

I can't wait to get started! SO CUTE!

Handmade gifts

I have been drooling over all of the gorgeous handmade things being made in the blogosphere as of late (have a stroll through the blogs listed on the left of this blog). I yearn for uninterrupted time to create. Alas, that's not in the cards for me for a little while yet. I did get around to sewing a little something the other day (a gift for a family friend)... Avery on my lap, Avery crying in her chair, Avery on my lap, Avery in the sling etc. It wasn't the meditative sewing I like -in fact it was a little bit stressful... but I did manage to create something cute which was fun.

Sooo until things settle down around here, I am happy to buy handmade gifts when possible. In addition to the baby quilt, Santa is also bringing Avery a cute banner to hang above her bed. I asked Karie over at workermade to make it for me. Her workmanship is amazing (which you can't really see in this picture unfortunately). I'm so happy with how it turned out, and I can't wait until Christmas day so that I can hang it above her crib (it's going to look awesome with that quilt). Thanks Karie!

Film in the Fridge Baby Quilt

I'm so excited for Avery. Santa's bringing her a special quilt for Christmas. The one I'm in the process of making her is a twin size... and realistically it may not be done until she moves into her big girl bed. I love this quilt! It reminds me of vintage bed sheets.

'Tis the season to be grateful.

The Christmas season is upon us. This year I am especially grateful to have our little girl celebrating the season with us. She is a sweet, precious, angel clearly gifted to us from the heavens. I am SO SO grateful that she is here and in good health. Such a happy, smiley baby and I'm so proud to be her Momma. She's only been with us four and a half months but I can't imagine our lives without her. It feels like she's always been here, part of our family. Ian loves her too. He calls her 'his baby' and gives her too tight hugs and big kisses.

I feel so blessed. Wishing you and yours the best of the holiday season. xoxo

Ian and Ave

Avery 4 months

Bad day - good day

I've been crafting this post in my head these last few days (ok, maybe weeks). About how hard life can be. How difficult mothering is at times. How TIRED I feel most days. Yesterday was a BAD day. I was not the best of mothers yesterday for many reasons. By the end of the day I was in complete and utter despair ... and yet, today was a much, much better day. Just like that -from dark and bleak to light and hopeful (probably something to do with not allowing the consumption of any Halloween candy today). Then I read this blog post: http://thehappiestmom.com/?p=898 (via Soule Momma blog) and it rang true for me.

I have been giving a lot of thought to what makes people positive vs. negative (genetics? upbringing? can you change yourself if you're a half empty kind of person? If yes, how?). I'm reading a book right now call the optimistic child. It talks about how to inoculate children from depression. I've only just started reading it but it is interesting.

So that's it. No ranting and raving today. Just quiet gratitude for a good day.

Halloween is in the air!

Parenting

Being at home with Ian full time has been eye opening. Spending time with him 24-7 is fun, tiring, and many times incredibly challenging. I have been reading a lot of books on discipline lately. Mostly out of desperation because frankly, I have been really struggling in the last few months to find an effective way to get his cooperation. The best books to date have been:

1. Secrets of discipline by Ronald G. Morrish. This book is very easy to read and very practical. It explains in a very clear way why rewards and bribery etc don't work. This book made me realize that I should not have to beg, plead or brib my child to listen to me. I am the parent, the adult and that is reason enough for him to listen to me (as long as my requests are reasonable).

2. 'How to talk so children listen and listen so children talk' and 'Liberated Parents, Liberated Children' by Adele Faber and Elaine Mazlish. These two books were very, very powerful. I wish all parents would read these books.

I've noticed that since reading these books things have slowly been getting better. I find myself enjoying my time with Ian more. That's a really great feeling because there is nothing worst than the feeling of not wanting to be around your own child.

10 weeks

I have a lot to say about how the last 10 weeks have changed me. Changed my family. How spending 24-7 with little people has taught me so much about myself and my kids. But there isn't much time these days to type. So for now there are pictures.

8 weeks

siblings

5 weeks

Family Ring

A new take on the 'family ring'. Available here: http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/

Pretty Baby

Four weeks

I've had a lot of things swirling in my mind the last little while. It has been a difficult few weeks. Seeing my little girl in hospital being poked and prodded, worrying about her health. Staying in hospital for 5 days away from Ian, worrying about him and how he was coping with his mommy being away during a time when he was already dealing with the adjustment of having a new baby in the house. I'm feeling a little numb these days. Trying to process these last four weeks. A lot of bottled up emotion that doesn't want to come out.

It turns out Avery had viral meningitis AND a bladder infection... how the hell did she get so sick? Though she seems to be doing well now she will be monitored for some time to make sure that the meningitis did not affect her heart or cause any neurological issues. She's also on antibiotics for the next 10 days. She seems to be doing really well though and that helps me get through the days. I feel so grateful she's home with us now and seems to have gotten through this without any long term effects.

I am still pumping after every feed and despite help from a lactation specialist Avery is not doing any better at the breast. Her latch is fine but she mostly just sleeps at the breast... (but will happily gulp a bottle of expressed breast milk!). This whole breastfeeding thing has really surprised me. Because things went so well with Ian (it was SO easy!) I never expected that I wouldn't have the same experience with Avery. I guess success at the breast has a lot to do with the baby, not just the mom and the milk supply. This has added a whole other layer of stress we could have done without. I WANT to breastfeed my baby. I know it's what's best for her. I breastfed Ian for 16 months, I feel like Avery deserves the same. It doesn't seem fair to her not to breastfeed, plus she is sick, so breast milk just feels right. On the other hand, I'm not sure how much longer I can keep pumping after every feed. The only reason I've been able to do it this long is because Ian is still in daycare. Friday is suppose to be his last day. Being the incredibly active, curious and willful child that he is, there is no way I'll be able to pump this often when he is home with me. I was looking forward to being home with both of my kids, but now it's turned into this stressful deadline... and I am sort of scared (how will I be able to give them both what they need?). But I don't want to give up. On the other hand, I am exhausted and feeding Avery has become an hour long thing for each feed (feed at breast, pump, give bottle) and this takes away from time with me that Ian needs too. Plus I'm just not sure she's going to get any better at the breast. Because she lost so much weight before (and never cried to tell me she wasn't getting enough) I don't really trust her on the breast alone... how will I know she's getting what she needs? It is hard not to feel stressed out about all of this.

My sister says there is some 'magic' that happens at the six week mark... that if I can just stick it out until then it should be ok. I guess we'll see.

Throughout all of this I've felt incredibly grateful for surprise visits at the hospital from family and friends with magazines, snacks, vermicelli salad, a good book and drop offs at our house with stew and carrot cake and my mom taking a six hour bus ride to stay at our house and provide extra support to Ian and Derek (coming home to a clean house was SO nice). But mostly I'm grateful that my baby girl is home with us and so far seems to be healthy.

Discharged today

 

We were finally discharged from the hospital today. It's been a crazy few weeks. Will update when I get my head together. Feels good to home and to have our family back together again.

Three weeks

I'm writing from the Children's hospital. Avery was admitted yesterday morning with a fever. Today we found out that she has viral meningitis. Her fever is down now and she seems to be doing better. They will keep her here another few days, probably until Thursday or Friday to monitor her and make sure she is ok. We are staying positive. Hoping things continue to be ok. We are still waiting for some test results and there is the possibility that she isn't out of the woods yet. I can't believe my little punkin' is in hospital. She has been poked and prodded every few hours since we've been here. They have taken blood, suctioned her nose, put in a catheter for urine, and did a spinal tap. She has been really good through it all. She is so strong and laid back that little girl of mine. Like Derek said 'so much for not worrying about her once she was out of utero'. These past few weeks haven't been easy with the breastfeeding issues and her weight loss and healing from birth etc. Still trying to stay positive and be grateful. You don't have to look far in a children's hospital to find things to be grateful for.

Children's patterns

Oh how cute are these patterns: Citronille and they are French too which is a bonus! Before I order any of these I need to make the Oliver and S patterns I bought recently... and realistically I won't have much time to sew for a while, but one can imagine and dream until then!

Two weeks post-partum

Avery is 16 days old today. Momma is on the mend. Slowly feeling like myself again and that's a good feeling! I'm not sure why, but I never realized how much mending and healing there is to do after a natural birth... it makes sense of course. I think in general we are so focused on the birth and the baby we forget about the toll pregnancy and birth takes on the body. The tearing, the stitches, the hormones, the contracting uterus. I wasn't prepared. I thought I was, but turns out I wasn't. I thought for some reason that healing from a natural birth would be easier than a c-section - and it was, but it wasn't. The first week was painful. I'm finally feeling better and like with everything now that the pain has passed I hardly remember it. It seems like a lifetime ago that I could hardly walk or sit.

Avery is mostly doing well. Monday we had an appointment with the midwife and found that she had lost weight (she should be back to her birth weight by now but she was only at 7.2). Her latch hasn't been good enough to stimulate my milk production. So now I'm pumping after every feed to stimulate my milk and give her a supplement. A lactation specialist came over this morning and we worked on improving her latch. The good news is she's gained 2.7 oz since Monday... so things are getting better. My little girl is so laid back. She hardly ever cries, so I didn't know she wasn't getting enough milk. I felt so bad when I found out. My baby was hungry and I didn't know. I never had these issues with Ian. He nursed really well from the very beginning. So we are really taking things easy these days, resting a lot, focused on feeding and healing.

Avery - Day 15

She's here!

Avery Diane Shirley Lunn

Born on July 26 (her due date) at 7:43 p.m.
7lbs, 10 oz - 20 inches

39 + 3 weeks

Had our ultrasound yesterday. Everything looks good (placenta, amniotic fluid, baby is growing well and looks to be about 7 or so pounds). Sooo we continue to wait (I'm learning a lot about myself lately... I hate waiting, I could use more patience... which explains why I have no issues opening my Christmas presents a few days early... thankfully someone always stops me!). The 'protocol' is to wait 10 days past the due date and because of my previous cesarean there would be no choice of induction. If she doesn't come between now and then it will be a scheduled c-section (I really hope she doesn't make us wait another 13 days before we get to meet her). I'm LARGE and uncomfortable now (but trying hard not to complain too much).

I ordered a few books today which should give a pretty good indication of where we are at with Ian these days. Since we started his new bedtime routine his behavior has really improved... but there are still days where I wonder what's going on with him and what we can do to be better parents. There is always this nagging feeling that we could be communicating with him in a more effective way. I'm hoping these books will give me some insight. I also ordered this cd just for fun... the music is 'happy' and it's been a few years since I've bought new music. Nothing like some new music and a few good books to change the spirit.... oh and a manicure and pedicure and lunch with a friend tomorrow should help too. Plus Derek and I are going out to see a movie tomorrow night (it's been a LONG time since we've been to the movies... and I LOVE going to the movies!).

39 weeks + 1

I'm officially six days away from my due date. Getting a little impatient. I have been enjoying this time to myself, resting and getting caught up on things... but I'm feeling really ready now. I wish she would come. I want to see her and hold her and know that she is ok. She was up all night last night (and so was I). She was moving around all night. It was painful at times, I think she's running out of room in there. Sometimes she does this strange 'shuddering' move that worries me... but then I worry a lot. Most times for nothing.

I still toy with the idea of getting a scheduled c-section... though at this point we are on 'the VBAC train'. Neither choice is very appealing. There are risks to both. I have an ultrasound scheduled for tomorrow. We'll see if she's still growing well and then decide.

Looking forward to starting this next phase in our lives.

From the mouth of babes...

My 8 year old niece Zoe told my sister today that:

''Matante Mad's baby is probably going to come soon because daddy says when it's hot outside things grow bigger"

Ian Ramblings

(What Ian had on his mind tonight before he fell asleep).

'Mommy, please don't touch my boo-boo ok?.... the kids shouldn't touch my boo-boo either, 'cause then it won't heal right Mommy?... it's not a playstructure. My boo-boo's not a playstructure.... Mommy I have red bum right?.... If Elodie doesn't pooh in the potty she'll have red bum too right? If Elodie has red bum will you put cream on it Mommy (sure Ian).... Why Mommy? Doesn't she have cream at home?.... Why did Elodie's dog get sick Mommy?.... Will my dog get sick too?'

Random Thoughts

I've got a lot on my mind these days. Thinking about my baby and how she's doing. Wondering when she will come and how I will deal with the labor (I remember it being painful, but I also remember being strong within myself and dealing with it... will I be able to stay centered this time with the added worry of a VBAC and the mysterious bleeding and the need to be monitored electronically for the entire labor which will reduce my ability to move around? Will I be able to get the satisfaction of pushing my baby out this time or will I end up with another surgery?). Thinking about Ian and how he will adjust to being a big brother (he's already claimed one breast as his own... even though I stopped breastfeeding him over a year and a half ago). Wondering how I will deal with mothering two little ones (where I will find the energy and patience... and more importantly enthusiasm). How going from three to four will change the dynamic in our family. Looking forward to meeting her finally. Seeing her face. Does she look like her brother or does she look completely different? (I pray she likes to sleep more than her brother did... or does).


A wise woman once told me that parenthood is all about learning to let go... and for women it starts as soon as they become pregnant. I've been practicising letting go these last few weeks. That I have no control about what's going on in my belly or how my labor will go. Trying not to care that our house isn't as clean as I'd like. That there seems to be dishes piled up on the counter 24-7. That I have no energy to cook and play with Ian the way I'd like. That I'm tired of sleeping with two large pillows between my legs and oh how I would kill for a large chilled glass of white wine. I remember when I was pregnant with Ian (12 days overdue)... I was SO tired of being pregnant. I just couldn't wait for it 'all to be over'... and imagine my surprise when I realized after he was born that the pregnant part is the easiest part of motherhood and is definitely only the beginning...

Sunscreen

In case you are looking for a 'healthy' sunscreen: http://www.ewg.org/2010sunscreen/finding-the-best-sunscreens/?ptype=sunscreen

Ian's nighttime ramblings

Every night after our bedtime routine I lie in bed with Ian until he falls asleep. When he moved into the 'big boy bed' he refused to stay in his bed (or even in his room) so this ended up becoming part of our routine. After months of temper tantrums and power struggles he has finally adjusted to the routine. For my part lying there with him for 15 to 30 (sometimes 40) minutes can be somewhat frustrating. This was especially true when I was working. I wanted him to 'fall asleep already' so I could get a few things done (or just do nothing) before going to sleep and starting another day. Since I have been off work though, I have been enjoying this time of day more. It always takes him at least 10-15 minutes just to wind down from his day and stop fidgeting. He'll spend this time wriggling around trying to find a comfy position and chatting about random things. This is really the part I enjoy the most. Listening to what he has to say at the end of his day. Sometimes it is very revealing 'Grayson poo'ed in the park today' or 'When you go to the hospital to get the baby, Mémé will come stay with me, right Mommy?'.  Most days what he has to say makes me laugh.

Yesterday's ramblings:

Ian: 'Mommy can you please rub my belly, pretty please?'
(I start rubbing his belly)
(at this point Ian starts moving his belly up and down)
Ian: 'Mommy there's a baby in my belly... it has the burps'
(pretty sure he meant the hiccups... so funny)
Me: 'Is your baby a boy or a girl?'
Ian: 'girl'.
Me: 'What's her name?'
Ian: 'Shenawa'
(no idea where he got that name from)

Today's ramblings:
'Mommy, I put my finger up there and I don't get any crottes'
(crottes= French for snots).

I've started to see this time of day as a blessing. He's growing up so, so fast... pretty soon he won't need his mommy beside him to fall asleep.

Wonderful Wabbit

Wee Wonderful free pattern for a cute little bunny. If I have the energy this week I might make my own little bunny... so cute! I love how people can take the same pattern and come up with a million different interpretations.

Mouse love

Blame it on the pregnancy hormones.... but I have a full blown case of mouse love.  Several of these are on their way to my home as we speak... and I will take good care of them until I gift them with love to a few special little people in my life.

Sundress made out of a vintage pillowcase

I made this sundress for my niece Zoë using an old vintage pillowcase and elastic thread. I used the tutorial found here: http://www.houseonhillroad.com/photos/sunny_day/002.html but I was able to skip the first few parts by simply cutting off the closed end of the pillowcase. Sewing with elastic thread is very fun! You could really go crazy making so many cute little tops and dresses with this pattern.

More sewing therapy

Here's a little kimono I made last week for the baby (size 0-6 months). Was fun and easy to make. I tried it on my niece and look how cute she is! The kimono was made using a free pattern provided here: http://habitual.wordpress.com/kimono/ (you have to email the author for the pattern). LOVE it! Will definitely make this again in bigger sizes.

37 weeks tomorrow. So far so good...

Mouse in a box

This is the cutest thing ever. I want to buy one for every little girl I know.... especially the one that's in my belly right now. I would have played with this for hours as a little girl.

Bagelyard

Bagel really likes the new backyard too!

The Bou-Lunns

I like this picture of us which was taken recently. We look happy and full of life... which is nice considering how exhausted we've been feeling lately! We'll be married 5 years in two weeks or so. Crazy! Those years have gone by so fast (especially since we had Ian). Every day has been a blessing (even the bad days... you learn a lot about yourself through your partner). Can't believe these two people are going to be parents again soon. What a crazy ride.... Love you Mister Lunn!

 

Vintage Therapy

I bought these vintage sheets some time ago while thrifting. I wasn't sure what I was going to do with them but they reminded me of my grandpa and grandma's cottage so I bought them (in both blue and pink...). My mother said that they are at least 50 years old (I love how they have lace on them... because everyone needs lace on their bedsheets...). This morning as a way to try and stay in the moment I thought I would finally do something with them. I used the pillowcase tutorial (did I mention I love this tutorial?) and whipped these up as a special thank you gift from Ian to my sister Annie for taking care of him at daycare for the last two years (Ian only has 6 or so weeks left of daycare...he couldn't be more thrilled, not that he doesn't like daycare but he loves being with his mommy more). Since the quilt on her bed has blues and yellows in it I thought these would be nice on her bed. I used a blue polkadot for the trim. I think it modernizes them and gives them a little 'pop'. I probably would of used yellow polka dots to make them more cheery but I didn't have any (you can never have too much polka dot fabric in a variety of colors....I'll need to remember that next time I'm fabric shopping). Now hopefully she doesn't read this before tomorrow morning...

36 weeks

Tomorrow I am 36 weeks. While I'm all for living in the moment and appreciating each day, I really wish the baby was here already. Two weeks ago I started bleeding out of the blue. 24 hour monitoring at the hospital and the verdict was that there is no way to know for sure what caused the bleeding. Either it is a subchorionic Hematoma or a small lip of the placenta has torn away from the uterine wall. Neither of these conditions can be seen on ultrasound. The baby looked really good on the ultrasound which is the only thing that kept me sane during that time. The ob said she looked 'perfect'.  A few days after the bleeding and everything seemed to have stopped and was ok. A week later and I'm passing clots again. It is very scary to see large clots when pregnant. When I called the midwife yesterday to get some reassurance that these clots were what would be expected after a bleed, she said that we have to monitor things closely but that these 'episodes' put me at higher risk for preterm labour, placental abruption and... stillbirth. I was a little shocked by the 's' word... it didn't do anything to reassure me. Having already had two miscarriages, a stillbirth is really my worst fear. So here I am 4 weeks away from my due date and I feel like a ticking time bomb. I wish she would come already so I could hold her in my arms and see her breathing and know that she is ok. 4 weeks seems like an eternity (though I do have this feeling she'll come a little early). I'm even considering discussing the possibility of doing a scheduled c-section at 38 weeks or something (since I've had one before this doesn't seem like such a crazy notion). I don't know what an ob would think of that. All I know is living day to day is getting harder, just hoping she continues to be ok in there.

Backyard Project

We've been living in our house now for almost 5 years. Our backyard is fairly big for a house that is downtown. It has these three beautiful old maples that provide a huge shaded canopy over our entire backyard. When we first moved Derek had big 'green grass' dreams. He wanted a small patch of grass to tend to and cut and call his own (I swear this is a universal man thing). When we moved in, the entire backyard was a huge patch of stony dirt. So Derek worked hard to dig it all up and replaced it with proper dirt. He planted grass seed -but it didn't grow (not enough sun and the roots from the trees would suck up all of the water). The second year he tried planting sod -it died too. The third year he tried planting seed again (this time a very special shade seed) it died too. The fourth year he dug up all of the dirt and decided we had to try a different approach. The fifth year after many, many weekends of incredible hard work we now have this beautiful backyard to hang out in. Derek did all of this work by himself! He didn't have one bit of help (some of the beams were over 100 pds!!). He even designed it himself which I find pretty amazing. I feel pretty lucky to have such a hard working and talented husband. It looks amazing and is really nice to hang out in as a family. We finally have that extra bit of outdoor space we needed to enjoy extra special family time. Ian has a little sandbox and kiddie pool that he loves to play in. The yard isn't quite done yet and it already looks so nice. It's even nicer at night when the lights are lit. Very romantic and relaxing - which is exactly what we need after a long day's work or a full day of running after an energetic toddler!

pillowcase tutorial

Love this: pillow case tutorial (and in general LOVE this website. It's full of inspiration!)

I made one of these for Ian today. Thought he would like the fabric since he's been mastering the use of the word helicopter these days: 'Ollicockter'. Three year olds can be so damn cute you just want to eat them!

35 and a half weeks

I'm 35 and a half weeks today. Have officially stopped working due to complications in my pregnancy. Being at home feels good. I have been catching up on my sleep.... and sewing! It took a lot more energy than I thought it would to convince myself to start up a sewing project. I've been more than just a little tired and my huge belly is making it difficult to move around these days. Lots of contractions if I move around too much. The good news is the baby seems to be doing really well. She is moving around quite a bit still (and is no longer breech - hoorah!). Some nights it feels like there's a full blown dance routine happening in there which makes it difficult to sleep. I am trying to be in the moment and appreciate each day. Also looking forward to meeting her though. Who is that little person moving around in there?

So as a way to combat my boredom and maybe revive my spirit through creativity I embarked on a new sewing project. Not the one I originally thought I would. I have started quilting a twin sized (largest quilt I've ever made - eek) for the baby's 'big girl bed'. It may seem a little early but I'm being realistic that there won't be much sewing in my future for a while after this baby comes. Plus I kind of like the idea of sewing her a quilt that will be around a while (as opposed to a baby quilt) while she is still in my belly.
I used fabrics I already had in my fabric-stash. The colors are pretty wild and modern. I totally love it. Am picturing it in her room with new hardwood floors and a pretty headboard and my great-grandmother's dresser newly painted white. Will have to make her a matching quilt for her dolls. Still have to figure out what I will put on the back. Maybe just a simple plain color since it is already quite busy. The pictures aren't the best quality but they are the best I can do for now. I'm looking forward to seeing what this will look like once it is binded and washed. Until then I'm enjoying the process and trying not to count the days.