Well, I'm pretty sure that my sweet little fetus child has already been traumatized by me. They are little things, but I still feel guilty. Case in point:
I was driving in the car listening to the radio when I was suddenly overcome by the music and burst out into my own blasting rendition of "poker face" (probably). This loving lullaby was not received well by my babe who bounced my whole stomach as he jerked awake. And... I kinda thought that it was funny. Shameful.
I read a little while ago that the baby could see light through my belly so I decided to test it out. Our computer mouse has a light on the bottom of it so I put it on my bare belly and moved it around. For a second the baby started moving slowly and then when I got close to where I thought his head was he FREAKED OUT!!!! Tyson and I both watched my tummy ripple and jump around while we freaked out and when he calmed down I felt really bad. Like I had broken his trust in me or something. He knows I blinded him!
Sadly I did the same thing on accident a couple weeks later when I used my belly as a mouse pad. It wasn't as bad cause I had a shirt over my stomach but it took me several minutes to figure out why he was wiggling around so much.
I assume he'll forget any of this ever happened.
Well, here's some stuff I've been up to lately.
I made (with Tyson's help) 180 of these little purses for a class I taught at activity day camp. This picture only shows about half of them. After 30 I was wondering if this was not such a good idea, after 90 I was positive, after 120 I never wanted to touch paper again, and after 180 carpal tunnel set in.
I'll probably make more for Young Women's.
Speaking of Young Women's, I just got called as 1st counselor in the presidency. Should be fun!
In other craftiness I've been turning these...
So cute! So fun! So much love for the modge podge!
Tyson and I have spent time together being goofs.
I can't figure out why people keep telling me I look like I should be giving birth tomorrow.