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Feb. 27th, 2025 08:48 amM has been having a hard time balancing dad work and work work. I would be more sympathetic to him if he wasn't constantly telling me that he needed more support from me. I already come home at lunch to feed the baby and put her down for her nap, take care of the baby after work and if she gets up at night, do all the household chores and make all the meals, but he still can't handle it. You're the one that wanted a kid so badly, dude, figure it out. She's not even a difficult kid!
Ugh, anyway, M went to the laundromat last night with all our clothes, so I stayed home with the baby. Made dinner for her and us, which took way longer than expected. It pushed her bath back to after 8pm, when she's usually in bed by 7. Yeesh. She slept until 6, and then was up with tooth pains. I'd had a lousy night again, up every two hours for no reason, so when she woke up, I decided to just give up on sleeping and get my day started. Gave the baby Motrin and got her back to sleep, did a load of dishes, made breakfast sausages, put together a plate for the baby's lunch, and cleaned the cat boxes before work.
I've decided to use this weekend to get the sewing corner back in order. It's been rather chaotic since Dickens, and there are pattern pieces, fabric scraps, and unfinished projects just piled high on the sewing table. There's also a ton of fabric that I took out of storage to use for stuff that didn't end up being made, so that needs to go back into storage to free up living room space. A bit of reorganization is in order.
Red natural form dress is next, after which I'll probably try and finish the orange/black striped 1830s dress so I can wear it to the Georgian Picnic in November. That's my only other event for this year, so once the 1830s dress is finished, I can get to work on clearing out some things from the UFO pile. All the things I've started and are in limbo:
Spanish Farthingale
Red pair of bodies
1830s stays
1872 corset
1830s corded petticoat
Halloween-y 1830s dress
Black 1890s Worth evening dress
I don't know if I'll finish all of that this year, but I think I can knock out a good chunk of it. There's, of course, a much longer list of things I bought fabric for and never started, but I'm going to try and not count those as actual UFOs, even if my squirrel brain wants me to.
Ugh, anyway, M went to the laundromat last night with all our clothes, so I stayed home with the baby. Made dinner for her and us, which took way longer than expected. It pushed her bath back to after 8pm, when she's usually in bed by 7. Yeesh. She slept until 6, and then was up with tooth pains. I'd had a lousy night again, up every two hours for no reason, so when she woke up, I decided to just give up on sleeping and get my day started. Gave the baby Motrin and got her back to sleep, did a load of dishes, made breakfast sausages, put together a plate for the baby's lunch, and cleaned the cat boxes before work.
I've decided to use this weekend to get the sewing corner back in order. It's been rather chaotic since Dickens, and there are pattern pieces, fabric scraps, and unfinished projects just piled high on the sewing table. There's also a ton of fabric that I took out of storage to use for stuff that didn't end up being made, so that needs to go back into storage to free up living room space. A bit of reorganization is in order.
Red natural form dress is next, after which I'll probably try and finish the orange/black striped 1830s dress so I can wear it to the Georgian Picnic in November. That's my only other event for this year, so once the 1830s dress is finished, I can get to work on clearing out some things from the UFO pile. All the things I've started and are in limbo:
Spanish Farthingale
Red pair of bodies
1830s stays
1872 corset
1830s corded petticoat
Halloween-y 1830s dress
Black 1890s Worth evening dress
I don't know if I'll finish all of that this year, but I think I can knock out a good chunk of it. There's, of course, a much longer list of things I bought fabric for and never started, but I'm going to try and not count those as actual UFOs, even if my squirrel brain wants me to.