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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Wed, 30 May 2012 08:50:32 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Bird on Bramble</title><subtitle>Bird on Bramble</subtitle><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/atom.xml"/><updated>2012-05-17T17:04:19Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>38 Weeks</title><category term="Contemplation"/><category term="baby"/><category term="pregnancy"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/5/17/38-weeks.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/5/17/38-weeks.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-05-17T17:04:19Z</published><updated>2012-05-17T17:04:19Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="photo.JPG" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/photo.jpg?fileId=18253484" alt="Photo" width="500" height="500" border="0" /></p>
<p>I'm now past the 38-week mark and I'm feeling SO ready to have this baby! I'm wrapping up my few remaining work tasks, the nursery is finally done, I've been nesting like crazy (yes, I did feel the need to clean out all of the drawers in the bathrooms late one night and to scrub the freezer and reorganize the laundry room), and I've been going for long walks every evening with Nate and the pups in an effort to get her to further drop. Every night, before I go to sleep, I think "this could be the it; this could be the night that I wake up in labor." I'm so ready to meet you, little girl! I love you so much already.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Winding Down</title><category term="Contemplation"/><category term="baby"/><category term="maternity"/><category term="nursery"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/4/23/winding-down.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/4/23/winding-down.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-04-23T16:28:01Z</published><updated>2012-04-23T16:28:01Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="34 weeks.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/34%20weeks.jpg?fileId=17818672" border="0" alt="34 weeks" width="373" height="500" /></p>
<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Screen shot 2012-04-23 at 9.08.13 AM.png" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/Screen%20shot%202012-04-23%20at%209.08.13%20AM.png?fileId=17818694" border="0" alt="Screen shot 2012 04 23 at 9 08 13 AM" width="600" height="235" /></p>
<p>This tweet just about sums it up. Life is pretty amazing right now. Not just in a "good" amazing way, but in an "I'm amazed by all of these massive changes" kind of way. An "I can't believe that this is my life" kind of way.</p>
<p>The above photo was taken last week, so the bump is even bigger now! I can't believe that this child has five weeks left of growing to do in there. I've officially started to waddle and I get tired just walking down the block to the mailbox. Because of these factors, I made the tough decision this weekend to put my gym membership on hold until I'm cleared by my doctor to resume exercising after the birth. I had hoped to keep going for at least a few more weeks, but I decided to listen to my body's cues (utter exhaustion) and take a break. I hope to still go for moderate walks everyday and squeeze in a prenatal yoga class once per week, but we'll see...</p>
<p>In other news, I have less than four weeks left of work before starting my leave (!) and I'm starting to feel ready for a break. (There is a lot of uncertainty about by job situation going forward, but I've started to adopt a very blasé attitude about the whole thing.) Work starts to feel less urgent in light of the whole impending childbirth thing and this feels like a healthy approach for me at this point in my life.</p>
<p>The diaper bag is all packed and ready to go to the hospital. I packed three little baby outfits (different sizes and sleeve lengths), two pre-fold cloth diapers, one diaper cover, a toy that Nate picked out, a swaddle blanket, a receiving blanket, little booties, and some nursing cream. I also plan on bringing our Boppy nursing pillow with us. I still have to finish packing our hospital bag, but I think that I've got everything now that I need to put in there.</p>
<p>We spent the weekend nesting (yet again) -- painting the hallway outside of the nursery, hanging some artwork and shelves on the walls, and finding the perfect baby album to take to the hospital for the little one's first footprints.</p>
<p>Happy spring!</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Sunshine and Springtime</title><category term="Contemplation"/><category term="Photography"/><category term="food"/><category term="lists"/><category term="relaxing"/><category term="weekend"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/4/19/sunshine-and-springtime.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/4/19/sunshine-and-springtime.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-04-19T00:19:33Z</published><updated>2012-04-19T00:19:33Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="SpringinSeattle.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/SpringinSeattle.jpg?fileId=17594613" border="0" alt="SpringinSeattle" width="600" height="397" /></p>
<p>I'm so, so grateful for the spring weather. It feels like the really long, dark winter is starting to fade away. It rained a bit this morning here in Seattle, but this evening is looking sunny and beautiful. The magnolia trees and cherry blossoms are in bloom all over the city. Neighbors have brightly colored tulips and daffodils popping up in their yards. Although our little one's upcoming arrival is occupying many of my thoughts these days, I've tried to take some time to appreciate my own space and freedom while I still have it.</p>
<p>I've been:</p>
<p>* enjoying taking walks with Nate in the <a href="http://depts.washington.edu/uwbg/gardens/wpa.shtml"><strong>arboretum</strong></a> (where the above photo was taken),</p>
<p>* rediscovering the public library (the Seattle Public Library system is phenomenal),</p>
<p>* loving food again (especially food from <a href="http://www.cafeflora.com/"><strong>here</strong></a>, <a href="http://poppyseattle.com/"><strong>here</strong></a>, and <a href="https://generationthrive.com/"><strong>here</strong></a>),</p>
<p>* reading <a href="http://www.pameladruckerman.com/books/"><strong>this</strong></a> (rather controversial) <a href="http://www.pameladruckerman.com/books/"><strong>book</strong></a> about parenting,</p>
<p>* taking naps,</p>
<p>* and eating nightly <a href="http://www.juliesorganic.com/frozen_yogurts/"><strong>lemon frozen yogurt</strong></a> cones (hey, I need the protein :-)</p>
<p>The belly bump is getting B-I-G these days. I'll have to post a picture soon...</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Babymoon on the Oregon Coast</title><category term="Make &amp; Do"/><category term="Travel"/><category term="baby"/><category term="love"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/4/5/babymoon-on-the-oregon-coast.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/4/5/babymoon-on-the-oregon-coast.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-04-05T19:39:23Z</published><updated>2012-04-05T19:39:23Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Babymoon at the Beach.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/Babymoon%20at%20the%20Beach.jpg?fileId=17506515" border="0" alt="Babymoon at the Beach" width="600" height="397" /></p>
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<p>Nate and I spent a few wonderful, stormy days on the Oregon coast last weekend to celebrate some precious time alone together before our daughter's impending arrival (next month!). We stayed at a lovely bed and breakfast in the small, rugged community of Arch Cape, just south of the popular beach town Cannon Beach. Although it stormed most of the weekend, we had a fabulous view of the rough seas from our inn. Durning any breaks in the weather, we would head out to the shore for walks, photo sessions, and beach-combing. We got a couple's massage at the local spa, which was the first time we'd done that since our wedding weekend almost five years ago. We ate chocolates and salt water taffy. We collected stones and driftwood. I took my first bath in eight months (being careful not to make the water too hot) with <a href="http://www.aveda.com/product/8930/21950/Collections/Stress-Fix/Stress-Fix-Soaking-Salts/index.tmpl"><strong>these</strong></a> amazing new bath salts, made some progress on knitting the baby's blanket, and sipped sparkling cider from a wine flute. After all of the months of childbirth classes and preparation, coupled with some necessary home improvement projects, we needed this time together to relax and unwind. It was heaven.</p>
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<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Babymoon at the Beach-2.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/Babymoon%20at%20the%20Beach-2.jpg?fileId=17506815" border="0" alt="Babymoon at the Beach 2" width="600" height="397" /></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Creating the Nursery : Sneak Peek #1</title><category term="Make &amp; Do"/><category term="baby"/><category term="crafting"/><category term="home"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/3/28/creating-the-nursery-sneak-peek-1.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/3/28/creating-the-nursery-sneak-peek-1.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-03-28T01:04:02Z</published><updated>2012-03-28T01:04:02Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="_DSC4686.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/_DSC4686.jpg?fileId=17350818" border="0" alt="DSC4686" width="600" height="397" /></p>
<p>Most of my free time for the past couple of months has been spent shopping for and organizing the nursery. I'm happy to say that we're almost done! It has been a really fun series of projects, though, at times, it has felt overwhelming. (Maybe everything feels overwhelming when you're pregnant?)</p>
<p>Anyway, I've tried my best to balance being frugal, safety conscious, and environmentally friendly by buying used as much as possible and then splurging for certain other new items. It the above photo, our beautiful crib was a Craigslist purchase. We bought it for $450 (along with the matching changing table) back in the fall when I first found out that I was pregnant, but it is super high quality, eco-friendly furniture (sustainably harvested solid wood and safe paints and stains) that would have cost us close to three times that amount if purchased new. In the name of safety, we opted to give away the mattress that came with the crib and buy <a href="http://www.naturepedic.com/"><strong>a new (expensive) one</strong></a>. See? Balance. (The reason that we made the decision to ditch the old mattress -- which seemed fine -- was because of <a href="http://www.healthychild.com/toxic-sleep/has-the-cause-of-crib-death-sids-been-found/"><strong>a possible link</strong></a> between older crib mattresses and SIDS.)</p>
<p>The <a href="http://www.dutailier.com/"><strong>Dutailier</strong></a> glider is one of the company's higher end models, but we saved about 30% by purchasing a floor model. There are a few small marks on the fabric, but they're hardly noticeable (a few scuffs and pen marks). Realistically, this thing is going to take a beating once the little girl arrives anyway. I really liked the look of some of the trendier, more modern gliders, but I'm tall and this is by far the most comfortable chair I tried. (And I tried them <span style="text-decoration: underline;">all</span>.)</p>
<p>The wooden bunny on the wall was from my Mom's room at her home in North Carolina, and it sort of feels like a gift from her to the baby :-)</p>
<p>The <a href="http://www.westelm.com/products/2624385/?catalogId=52&amp;bnrid=3902401&amp;cm_ven=Shopping&amp;cm_cat=Google%20Base&amp;cm_pla=Table_Lamps&amp;cm_ite=AllProducts"><strong>owl lamp</strong></a> is a recent purchase from West Elm and I plan on carrying out a little craft project with the shade (decorating it with felt leaves). The lamp rests on a little table that we snagged a few weekends ago at Cost Plus World Market for a very reasonable price.</p>
<p>That bright little chair to the left of the table is essentially the baby's "swing" -- the <a href="http://www.4moms.com/mamaroo"><strong>mamaRoo</strong></a>! After despising every baby swing we could find, we decided we'd try out this device. It is supposed to simulate being rocked by the Mama, going for a ride in the car, etc. It has a much smaller footprint than most of the swings we found and it is also way more mobile and aesthetically pleasing.</p>
<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="_DSC4687.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/_DSC4687.jpg?fileId=17352514" border="0" alt="DSC4687" width="600" height="397" /></p>
<p>I'll be back later this week to post more pictures of the nursery and discuss the items that are still lingering on our to-do list, but first, here's a snapshot of the 31-week bump :-)</p>
<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="_DSC4670.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/_DSC4670.jpg?fileId=17352670" border="0" alt="DSC4670" width="364" height="550" /></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>March 14th</title><category term="Contemplation"/><category term="Mom"/><category term="grief"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/3/15/march-14th.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/3/15/march-14th.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-03-15T01:08:53Z</published><updated>2012-03-15T01:08:53Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p> </p>
<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="white flowers.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/white%20flowers.jpg?fileId=17134833" border="0" alt="white flowers.jpg" width="600" height="397" /></p>
<p>I've been thinking about my Mom a lot lately. March is a big month for us. She would be 61 today. She passed away at the end of March two years ago. So young. Too young. I have a picture of us up on my refrigerator from her birthday celebration two years ago. I'm wearing an old paint-splattered sweatshirt, nursing a glass of wine, and Mama is wearing her wig and forcing a smile. I can't remember if we were happy or sad in that moment or who took the photo. I can't believe that was two years ago. I also can't imagine what life will be like two years from today.</p>
<p>As I've been preparing for the birth of our daughter, I've often found myself wishing more than anything for the chance to talk to my Mom. I've written about this before, but I cannot emphasize enough how much I would give for even one brief conversation. A reminder to cherish all of my relationships. A reminder to never again take anything for granted.</p>
<p>It is a stormy evening here in Seattle and, right now, my lovely husband is making a pot of <a href="http://www.bastyr.edu/recipes/rosemary-red-soup"><strong>rosemary lentil soup</strong></a>. My dogs are curled up by the fire. <a href="http://catiecurtis.com/"><strong>Good music</strong></a> is playing on the stereo. The baby is kicking up a storm in my ever-expanding belly.</p>
<p>Happy Birthday, Mom. We love you and we miss you.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Third Trimester</title><category term="Contemplation"/><category term="baby"/><category term="health"/><category term="pregnancy"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/3/2/third-trimester.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/3/2/third-trimester.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-03-02T19:17:05Z</published><updated>2012-03-02T19:17:05Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="27weeks.jpg" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/27weeks.jpg?fileId=16916390" border="0" alt="27weeks" width="350" height="528" /></p>
<p>So... My iPad apps are telling me that I've officially entered my third trimester. Part of me feels like this pregnancy is going by really slowly, but then I am astonished to realize that May is just around the corner. As you can see from the photo, there's no more hiding this bump! (Please excuse the bed hair and the sleepy face, Nate took this photo before work one day and I had just woken up...)</p>
<p>The most exciting baby-related thing that happened this week was that I finally took the advice of a number of friends and tried out acupuncture. I think that the little one LOVED it because she started squirming around like crazy when the needles went in. It felt a little weird and uncomfortable at first, but then I became more relaxed than I've been in a long, long time. My acupuncturist specializes in working with pregnant women, so she finished up our session with a belly massage (which was divine) to help the little girl move up and get centered. (I'm carrying pretty low, which can be rather uncomfortable.) I'm already counting down the days until next week's session.</p>
<p>In other news, I've been pretty scared of the whole childbirth process, so, on a whim, I ordered the <a href="http://www.hypnobabies.com"><strong>Hypnobabies</strong></a> self-study course. I've heard good things about the program, particularly its ability to help the mother relax during the labor process, so I figured that it was probably a good investment.</p>
<p>I'm looking forward to a relaxing weekend of brunch with friends, working on the nursery, and continuing to knit the baby blanket I've been working on for a few weeks. Happy March!</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Mothers and Daughters</title><category term="BHBC"/><category term="Blogher"/><category term="Contemplation"/><category term="Mom"/><category term="baby"/><category term="books"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/2/23/mothers-and-daughters.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/2/23/mothers-and-daughters.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-02-24T04:07:17Z</published><updated>2012-02-24T04:07:17Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="_DSC4641.JPG" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/_DSC4641.jpg?fileId=16776193" border="0" alt="DSC4641" width="600" height="397" /></p>
<p>I recently finished reading a deeply moving new memoir, <a href="http://www.blogher.com/bookclub/now-reading-rules-inheritance"><strong>The Rules of Inheritance</strong></a>, by Claire Bidwell Smith, about one woman's journey through grief after losing both of her parents to cancer by her mid-20s. I was sponsored to read this book as part of the Blogher Book Club, but it is a book that I would have chosen to read on my own.</p>
<p>This book connected with me on a very personal level because I experienced something similar to the author. I lost my Dad at 22 and my Mom at 29. Other than my husband, who also lost his father at a young age, I didn't have a single friend who had lost a parent by the time I lost my second one. There is no way to clearly measure or articulate how losing my parents has impacted me. Even when I am not actively grieving, their absence shapes every day of my life. I do believe that I am a stronger, more resilient person because of this loss. But I would gladly give up some measure of strength if it meant I could have them back for even a few hours.</p>
<p>As I approach motherhood, my relationship with my own Mom is constantly on my mind. There is a passage in <a href="http://www.blogher.com/bookclub/now-reading-rules-inheritance"><strong>The Rules of Inheritance</strong></a> that resonated with me so deeply that I had to put the book down. "I think about my mother every day... Being pregnant makes me think about her all the time again... I wonder what this experience was like for her. If she felt sick. If she was scared like I am. If she wanted a girl like I do. It's been a long time since I've allowed myself to miss her, and now I don't have a choice. With a sharp pang, I can't help but imagine what it might be like if she were still alive." (177)&nbsp;I was weeping deep, chest-heaving sobs at this point.&nbsp;The author then discusses buying a baby album. "I buy it in blue because I am sure that I am having a boy. If only because I want a girl so badly that it seems like it would be too good to actually get one. After all these years it seems impossible that I could actually have that mother-dauther relationship again, that I could, in a way, have <em>her</em> back." (178)</p>
<p>I just went through an identical experience. I was absolutely convinced that I was having a boy because I wouldn't allow myself to get my hopes up about having a girl. I miss that mother-daughter relationship so intensely. I crave it. Some part of me believes (hopes) that I will have a piece of my Mom back when I give birth to my daughter this spring.</p>
<p>Reading this book also reminded me of the preview for a new documentary, <a href="http://theclubdocumentary.com/"><strong>The Club</strong></a>, about the shared experiences of women who've lost their mothers at a young age. I saw this film project on Kickstarter a few months ago and was so drawn to the project that I made a small donation. As Smith's book acknowledges, there can be real comfort and healing in the realization that we are not unique or alone in our grielf.</p>
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<p><a href="http://vimeo.com/36610683">The Club Trailer Feb 2012</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user3807514">The Club</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>This is a paid review for BlogHer Book Club but the opinions expressed are my own.</em>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Pregnancy Confessions</title><category term="Contemplation"/><category term="advice"/><category term="baby"/><category term="humor"/><category term="lists"/><category term="pregnancy"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/2/21/pregnancy-confessions.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/2/21/pregnancy-confessions.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-02-21T00:13:32Z</published><updated>2012-02-21T00:13:32Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="photo.JPG" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/photo.jpg?fileId=16703867" border="0" alt="Photo" width="600" height="600" /></p>
<p>I'm really enjoying this President's Day holiday. I went for an early morning walk alone around Greenlake and then hit the gym for a strength training session. Since then, I've been sitting by the fire and working a bit and reading a bit and doing fun chores that I never have time for like writing Thank You notes.</p>
<p>Because pregnancy is on my mind 99% of the time these days now that I'm 6 1/2 months along, I thought that I would share some little tidbits about my experience thus far:</p>
<p>(1) I can barely see my toes when I stand up and look straight down. (The big striped object in the photo is my belly.)</p>
<p>(2) I eat two breakfasts. Every single day. I eat oatmeal or granola or cereal with fruit around 6:30 a.m. with Nate before work. By 9:30 or 10:00 a.m., I need a full second breakfast -- usually something with protein. I have never experienced anything like this hunger. For the past two or three weeks, I am ravenously hungry mid-morning and mid-afternoon. I've been known to lick the last of the hummus out of the container. (In public.)</p>
<p>(3) I break a few pregnancy rules. Since the beginning of the second trimester, I've been allowing myself one caffeinated beverage per day. For a week or two, I had a daily bottle of iced oolong tea. Lately, I've been having a short, single shot latte every morning. I feel a little guilty, but I teach an 8:30 a.m. course and there is no way I could do that without caffeine.</p>
<p>(4) I've been coloring my hair since the beginning of the second trimester. This actually makes me pretty uncomfortable because I fully intended on letting my hair go for the duration of the these nine (ten, who are we kidding?) months. However, I'm a bit more vain than I expected. My hair has been going prematurely grey since I was 16 years old and I'm simply not ready to own that truth.</p>
<p>(5) Childbirth freaks me out. Nate and I have been taking all kinds of pregnancy and baby-related classes and workshops and I feel no more prepared to birth or parent this child. Because of this, I'm ordering the "<a href="http://www.hypnobabies.com/"><strong>Hypnobabies</strong></a>" self-study program. Hypnosis freaks me out, but not as much as childbirth...</p>
<p>I have a bunch of pregnancy and baby-related info and advice to share, but I'll save that for another post. Now, I'm off to resume listening to <a href="http://www.thepowerofintroverts.com/about-the-book/"><strong>my new audiobook</strong></a> and pick up where I left off on knitting the baby blanket.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>From Cowl to Owl</title><category term="Make &amp; Do"/><category term="baby"/><category term="crafting"/><category term="creativity"/><category term="knitting"/><id>http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/2/8/from-cowl-to-owl.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://birdonbramble.com/home/2012/2/8/from-cowl-to-owl.html"/><author><name>Jeni</name></author><published>2012-02-08T22:31:29Z</published><updated>2012-02-08T22:31:29Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="_DSC4637.JPG" src="http://birdonbramble.com/resource/_DSC4637.jpg?fileId=16490900" border="0" alt="DSC4637" width="600" height="397" /></p>
<p>I finally finished knitting this bumpy cowl last weekend while on a flight to Alaska (for work). I started this project over Christmas break and then I didn't make much time for it over the past month. It was a very easy knitting project (<em>cast on 80 stitches and then repeat the pattern of knitting 2 rows and knit 1/ purl 1 for two rows</em>), but I struggled with finding the time to complete the project. My job has been exceptionally busy and I've been focusing almost all of my non-work energy on prepping for the baby.</p>
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<p>Whenever I pick up my knitting after an extended break, I always wonder why I stopped because the activity is so relaxing for me. Keeping in line with my priorities these days, I've decided to make my next knitting project something baby-related. I'm debating between either making our little girl a baby blanket or tackling <a href="http://www.purlbee.com/big-snowy-owl/"><strong>this beautiful beast</strong></a>. (We've decided to go with an owl theme for the nursery, and I just think that this homemade stuffed animal is super adorable.)</p>
<p>I've finally crossed the six-month mark with the pregnancy, and I'm feeling quite peaceful about the whole process. I can feel the baby kick every day now and I'm grateful for these (mostly) gentle reminders of her presence. I'll post another belly photo soon!</p>
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