Too Much to Do

I've returned from 3 excruciating hours of grocery shopping with my three little ones and have now updated with photos. Thank you, Blogger, for cooperating now... (and sorry for the dim photos, they were taken late, late last night).

Yesterday I hit panic mode. Christmas is getting very close and my to-do list isn't shrinking as quickly as I would like. Having another new baby has been a challenge this time around. Don't get me wrong. He's a great baby. He sleeps well (all night, in fact). He eats well. He's growing. He's happy. He's perfect in every way. It's really just me. I have been so much busier since he's been here. It has been a big change from 5 children.

I was almost in tears yesterday while driving home from preschool as I mentally reivewed my to-do list. Too much to do. Definitely not enough time or energy. And lots of WIP's. Maybe too many.

When I arrived home, I found a little package hanging on my front door. It was this way-cool apron from my friend, Christy. Christy (who also gave me my baby shower a few months ago) has a degree in fashion design. She has taught me a lot about sewing these past few months and she has the nerve to want to move across the country! (She and I also have matching zebra coats!)



So, anyway, while Spenser napped, I popped Sawyer in his swing next to my sewing machine and I got to work on the 28 mystery WIP's from a few weeks ago. I finished all 28 of them. But I still need six more ... at least.

(Brinda and Kim -- look away now!)

Tissue pouches! They are four layers thick.

Last night I was determined to make another batch of soap for Christmas. I was trying to run around the house doing last-minute things so I could make the soap, well into the night if need be. So, as I was rushing around the house, I remembered we needed milk for this morning's breakfast. I was running out the door before the store closed and slammed my right index finger in the door. It is terribly sore and black & blue and swollen. I don't think it's broken. I wanted to cry, but I was in too much pain to cry. Needless to say, no soap was made last night. I couldn't not imagine pulling my rubber gloves off and on a gazillion times over my sore finger.

So on to Plan B: Taylor's sleepover is tonight. I still hadn't made the stockings I had planned to make. So, I pulled out my white fabric and candy-cane striped ribbon and made 10 "blank" stockings. These are for children to decorate with rickrack, buttons, and green felt (Christmas trees?).

We'll see if I survive this sleepover long enough to make my soap on Saturday afternoon. Wish me luck!