25 weeks

It's been a busy week and it feels like the weekly bump anniversary has crept up on me. I'm a little sad that time seems to be racing by. Of course I am excited and eager to meet the little one but I am also aware that this is such a precious, special time and want to make the most of it.

K & I are hoping to head down the coast for a weekend soon for some nice slow and simple times. Until then we've been doing our best to escape the business of the week and have cracked out a jigsaw puzzle I bought at a garage sale and started chipping away after dinner some nights. I've also been practising knit and purl stitches and hope to get my technique down pat so I can justify buying some lovely yarn like this. Yep, it's crazy times here in the Village.

The bump appears to change shape and grow daily now. K has decided he's going to talk to the little one in Portuguese as he/she grows up, and it's so beautiful when he sings Brazilian lullabies into my belly. He doesn't do it often as he gets a little bashful about it, but it just melts my heart.

Incy Wincy

I've noticed quite a lot of spider webs around the village lately, and I'm embarrassed to admit that I tend to scamper past them with my head down, eyes closed and fingers crossed that I won't feel the scurry of little legs on my neck. It must look a little strange if you're watching from afar.

A lovely colleague at the gallery flicked me the link to this beautiful series of mended spider webs the other day which I'm hoping will help me overcome my fear. Nina's careful work and fractured patterns astound me, but what I find most interesting is the behaviour of the spider who rules the web.

I think I'll try and look up a little more on my wanders and try to imagine those little spiders as clever makers and artists rather than the creepy pests I've been imagining all this time...

all images via here