To Bang or Not to Bang?

I have a habit. When I get stressed or have big decisions to make, I instead focus on small, unimportant things. Like right now. I'm getting my hair cut in the next week or so, and I can't decide whether to get bangs. I feel the need for something new, and this is a less destructive change than some others I could make, but I don't know. Bangs are such a commitment. They require maintenance, and if you the thrill of them wear off, they take FOREVER to grow out. Ask me how I know.

In other news, my husband is supposed to take the kids to visit their grandparent's for the day. If you understood the horror I went through yesterday with them, you'd understand my excitement. Anyway, I think when they're gone, I'm going to work on adding a few articles to my Suite 101 library. Although I like the freedom and community at Suite, the low pay sometimes makes it hard for me to get motivated to write. But this week, they relaxed their editorial guidelines, which I think will make the writing more fun and easier, so I figured I'll write up a few for them and see how it goes. I've been watching my revenue carefully this month, and so far, August is the first month since I started writing for them on New Year's Eve that I haven't had one 0 revenue day. (So far, at least.) Sure a few days revenue has been 3 or 5 cents, but at least it's something.

Hopefully, I'll get all the writing done that I want and still have enough time left over before the fam comes home to watch a scary movie and knit for awhile. It's funny, it's not even so much that the babies cut into the knitting time so much as it is that I can't knit because Logan is too interested in the yarn and needles and wants to try to take them away from me. If he ends up being a knitter, I will probably think that's funny one day, but right now it's just distracting.

Gotta love pregnancy...

So on Thursday I go to the doctor for a regular check up only to be told I have pregnancy induced hypertension. Although the doctor assured me this is not uncommon or very serious in my case, the flurry of emergency ultrasound, bloodwork and urinalysis was not very soothing. Thank God things seem fine with the baby so I was ordered to take it easy over the weekend (with a toddler? Ha!) and see the doctor Monday to check things out again. The end result may be getting induced on Tuesday instead of the following Tuesday, as planned. We shall see. I'm trying not to freak out about all this, but it's weird. I've never had a blood pressure problem in my life, including with my older son or through this entire pregnancy until apparently the last week and a half or so. At least the baby's room is finally ready and we've chosen a name (I think!), so he can show up whenever the time comes! I'm off to watch TV and knit on some legwarmers until Logan wakes up and begins his daily demands of feeding, playing and diaper changes.

Can't. Stop. Knitting.

It's a warm and beautiful Saturday in New Jersey. I should be writing an article, getting the new baby's room ready, but instead, I'm sitting out on the deck knitting. Fingerless gloves again. I discovered this pattern last Sunday, "Toasty," by Leslie Friend, and I've been obsessed with it ever since. How obsessed? I'm working on my fourth pair this week. Gloves may seem like an odd choice for seventy degree weather, but I know the cold will come again. And when it does, I, and everyone I know, will have warm and toasty hands.