Tuesday, January 31, 2012

1 Month of Makery

Sitting here enjoying a Braxton-Hicks contraction in my kitchen,
I fully realized that this is my last month of un-rationed makery before the babe
sees the sun...

I was pawing through my beach detritus looking for stones I could use for a long-promised set of bridesmaid pieces and it turned into nesting: sorting,
paring down, a wee bit of fretting...

What will I make?

Here's what's on the benches in various phases of beginning-ness:

a few final flower rings in copper and sterling,
a very few engraved wing pieces
one last big bag with an anatomical heart and symbolic chakra theme
Self-cabbed chrysoprase with fern frond necklace
mandala clutch
a few mandala half-belts
.
.
.
Knowing that I cannot take a maternity leave in the way most women do (I cannot possibly go three months without digging into something creative and delicious, I just can't, even if I have to sneak 20 minutes every few days...)
there may be the odd piece here and there between March and June,
but mostly I suspect there will be a lot of savoring family
and staring at the One who has given me such joy
throughout this miraculous time we've spent attached.

I am nervous
excited
heart-sore
elated
pulsing with life
anticipating...

My sister's visit was a wonderful thing, full of laughter so fierce it reminded me to do more kegels
and sharing so honest and familiar that I could practically feel my heart knitting itself delicately back to wholeness as we spoke...

What a gift she is to me!

xo,
A





14 comments:

liz r. said...

I'm glad to hear you sounding so well. And I'm enjoying the sight of your beach detritus!

Sunny Rising Leather said...

Liz, ALWAYS so lovely to see you here. xoxoxo
A

Cat said...

Oh I can't wait to see!

xoxox

Tasha Imajin said...

haha! Needing to do more kegels! That made me laugh out loud (but not TOO hard).

I can't wait to see the things you create in this last month as well as the dreamy, sleepy time of "maternity leave."

I can't wait to see your babe and get to know your most beautiful creation through your writing.

Here it comes...!

Sybil Ann said...

Gnome farts into giggle tinkles. Hee.

Cat said...

oh beautiful you
sending love and light form the north
enjoy this time, before all things change

love and light

mairedodd said...

women for centuries have been able to do things via wearing a sling... i swore by it... my kids didn't sleep in playpens or cribs - they slept in a sling, close to the heartbeat they heard for their entire development... and i don't regret it at all... p.s. unless orion is hungry, there is no reason schmilly cannot wear it as well!

Sunny Rising Leather said...

Mary Jane,
I am alllll about the sling and Ergo, etc :) The only thing is that I cannot safely wear him while working with metals; for that he must sleep in a wee little swing handed down from a co-worker of Schmilly's ;)
I cannot wait to wear him close!!
xo

SpiralStone said...

I'm looking forward to seeing what you create during this most magical time. My babies spent all their time in a sling too ... a little swing sounds lovely for the times when you need to use hammers and fire :).

Lisa at lil fish studios said...

Exciting days these. I can't wait to read your words once this little one arrives. You have such a lovely way, you know.

Those nuggets of beach-worn goodness look almost good enough to eat.

Kelly said...

oh such an exciting time...and so many to come! i remember that last bit of totally alone time, it's lovely but the anticipation and excitement of what is to come is divine bliss;) revel in it my dear...can't wait to see your creative results.

UmberDove said...

Do you remember when we sat in that little cafe, sunburnt with water-wrinkled fingers and I tried to draw while you spread your pottery bounty around?


THAT was a good trip.
love you girl.

jordan said...

the visit of your sis sounds perfect - just what you needed i imagine ;). i'm getting so excited to see that little mr. you're holding in your tummy! xoxo

Clare said...

Reading your words today wakened something up in me...I've been fighting a fallow spell. The heartache of your last few weeks, along with your elation and anticipation, the realization of coming joy..seeing all of that flow out from your hands is magical and inspiring. What a journey we are all on!