We are slowly trying to get in a routine, despite Eva not knowing the difference between night and day. It was good timing to have her at the start of the school holidays so I have Chris home for the two weeks. It was not good timing having her on that particular day.
We were in Yallingup all ready for Matt and Ali's wedding. I had been to the day spa with Ali the day before and had my toe-nails done - they had avoided touching the rest of my feet so they didn't bring labour on, I had a new (very large) dress and Mum and Dad were there to help with the girls so we had a night out without them.
We were having breakfast and I was meant to go and get my hair and make-up done about 9. By about 8.30 I had decided that this was not going to happen and told Chris he wasn't going to be able to play golf that morning. We went to tell Ali that I wouldn't be coming. Luckily she is such an easy going person and dealt with the news so well and we headed to Bunbury to the hospital.
I am seriously impressed with anyone that manages to have a baby without drugs of any time. Eva was posterior facing and I have heard that it is a bit more painful, but I was still nearly screaming for an epidural, which made everything bearable. I wasn't too stressed about whether I had a C-section or a not, but I am glad the doctor was all for trying a VBAC. It nearly ended in a C-section as she hadn't turned and I was so disappointed at the thought and so relieved when he said he would try and turn her with the forceps. So that is what he did and then she was out. It was so nice this time to hold her straight away. I didn't even see Amelia when she was born until that night and only had a passing glimpse at Grace as they whisked her away. It was really nice to have time with just Chris and Eva and to wake up that night knowing she was just next to me.
I still don't have any pictures of the girls in their flower girl dresses from the wedding, but I have heard they did a fantastic job and were perfectly behaved the whole day and the wedding was fantastic. That is one wedding anniversary I won't forget.
I am sure I had the prettiest toe-nails in the hospital.
Grace's new favourite colour is orange (she should probably been born in the 70s) and Milly decided she needed blue pants. I couldn't get a picture while they were wearing them so here they are drying on the line.
Some great fabric from Aunty Cookie. My photos don't do the fantastic brown linen fabric justice.
I managed to get to my sewing machine last night - the girls had been waiting for new pyjama pants for ages and they really are so quick to make. Pyjama pants are also a really good way to test a pattern as they don't have to be perfect. So I tested a new pattern for making winter pants and they seem to fit. The girls have picked out some corduroy for some new pants and have helped cut them out. Now to find another quiet hour to sew.
I will write more about the birth later, but here is a picture of my wedding bouquet that Ali and Matt brought to me on Sunday as I didn't quite make it to their wedding. 
Eva Arabella 
A Debbie Bliss Baby Shrug using Rainbow Wool which I want to love, but I just don't like knitting with it. I love the colour and the fact it is Australian, but it feels really harsh to me. I'm glad I'm almost half way.
I had one big bit of fabric for the back, but it wasn't wide enough so I used scraps from the front to make it wider.
The machine quilting looks ok from the front (not so good from the back). It definitely improved as I went along.
I'm trying to spin a bit thinnner and a bit more consistently.
I definitely need to practise plying.
This quilt top has been sitting around a few months now. My least favourite part of making a quilt is laying it all out and getting it ready to quilt. I did make sure I put a lot of safety pins in it as I was very lazy doing the little cot quilt and it moved a lot as I sewed (did you notice there was no close up pictures after I quilted it?). I started some free form quilting of flowers and swirls and so far so good.
I've been slowly getting some more toys and bags ready to go to the Fremantle Arts Centre. This morning I finally got them photographed and packed ready for Mum to drop them off.
