It's the Big Lug

I promised myself that I wouldn't blog until I finished some knitting. Low and behold I did! It's no great shakes, but I finished my Irish Hiking Scarf. This scarf started as a stash busting project a few months back, and it's finally done, thank god. It was easy to knit, but a little monotonous on smaller needles with, let's face it, not the most exciting yarn.

So here she is - knit up on size 6 needles with some Cascade 220 that I believe was gifted to me! Yay for gifts.

I went for my 24 week baby check up today and everything is sailing along so far. Being pregnant is truly an odd experience. I can now feel the baby lug kick me pretty consistently although he stops as soon as anyone tries to bear witness - especially Mr. Lug. Baby Lug will not perform for us. He will not be our monkey.

Today the nurse told me I've gained 19 lbs so far. Yikes. But I know you all will tell me that it's nothing and it will melt off like the polar ice caps once the baby gets here. One can dream. So yes, I am gaining girth by the day and can no longer bend at the waist, I am barely getting through my work day without passing out under my desk and mostly I am not intelligent enough these days to come up with witty things to say on this blog, so I try to keep the rambling to a minimum. All in all I feel fine, if tired and slightly mentally challenged.

And on a Christmas-y note, we put up our tree a few weekends ago and here is some tree blng to keep you in the holiday spirit. Ho-ho-ho.