Baby woke up just as I was getting dressed on Friday morning, so I was a bit late getting to work. Mainly because she wouldn't stop hugging me and looking sad whenever I went close to the front door. How I can I just walk out the door when she's being that cute? Thankfully, her early morning meant that she went down very easily for her nap while I was home for lunch. Chicken Tikka Masala for dinner.

Stared at the cassock embroidery some more, and discovered there is way more metallic embroidery on there than I first realized because it's done in silver and is super tarnished. Spotted some plaited braid stitch, my nemesis, I hadn't noticed before either. Not much, though, so I'm taking it as a good opportunity to practice the cursed stitch where it won't be very noticeable if I flub it.

Woke up Saturday feeling the best I have in months. Rode that energy wave and made blueberry muffins for breakfast, and cleaned the dish pile and scrubbed the kitchen so it's finally in  a decent state again. Baby went down for her nap easily, so I had the time to make a big pot of mac & cheese for lunch. After eating, I started tracing out the loose kirtle pattern onto some gridded interfacing so I could alter it into the cassock pattern. Got halfway through before the baby woke back up.

Rest of the day was pretty quiet. M went out to the range for a little while, and came home fairly late. The baby had a supernova burst of energy in the early evening and went completely crazy running around the house. Wore me out, I tell you what. Wore herself out too, though, and she passed out pretty easily at bedtime. 

Once she was down, I finished tracing and cutting out the cassock pattern, and drafted out the sleeve. The body of the thing seems to be pretty good, though it needs some extra length at CF and CB, which is an easy enough fix. The sleeve, however, doesn't work at all. I had drafted out the original sleeve from the embroidered cassock in an attempt to make things easier when I transferred the embroidery pattern, but alas, it doesn't fit at all into the armscye. I should have anticipated this, since the back of the embroidered and plain jackets are extremely different, but my brain glazed over that. Ah, well. So instead of futzing with the current pattern, I'm going to draft out the two-part sleeve, and I'll just have to make the embroidery pattern work on that instead.

Stayed up way too late working on patterning, and paid for it dearly on Sunday. The baby woke up at the crack of dawn, which meant I was up, too. I had enough umph to make us all some breakfast sandwiches, but I quickly lost steam with so little sleep. Thankfully, she went down for her nap without a fight, and I passed out on the couch. Woke up a couple of hours later because I was suffocating in the heat, so since the baby was still asleep I crawled into my own bed in the nice cool bedroom and tried to get a little more shuteye. Only managed about an hour more, but at least it was something. 

M made a trip to the store to pick up some beverages and some fruit. We had leftovers for dinner, and I just tried to stay on the couch and not move much because I was feeling pretty lousy. Felt the baby kick for the first time, though!

Because of my wonky sleep over the day, I wasn't tired enough for bed until 11:30 or so, so I'm not at 100% today. 

Today is M's birthday! He took off today and tomorrow, but I didn't have the time available, so I'm at work today. He's made no plans to celebrate today, but maybe he'll think of something for this evening.

Developed a terrible case of nausea late yesterday afternoon, so my only goal for the evening was to take it easy and do very little. Thankfully, M had a frozen pizza on hand, so he had dinner available whenever he wanted it. Baby went down at a decent hour, so I tried as hard as I could to take it easy on the couch and not irritate my guts. 

We had a power flicker for no damned reason in the mid-afternoon. We haven't even reached our hottest temperatures of the year yet. It seems like every day there's another signal from this apartment that it's time to get out. Just seven more months!

Been poking at the cassock project, and was all geared up to start sketching out the embroidery, when I read on someone's blog (Sibella's maybe?) that it was described in detail in 17th Century Women's Clothing Vol.2. I had looked only at volume 1 when I'd been doing pattern research, so I dug out vol.2 and there it was, with the entire embroidery laid out on the pattern pieces! That makes my job a thousand times easier. There's also a similar, non-embroidered version in the same book, and I like its lines slightly better, so I'm contemplating combining the pattern from that one with the embroidery of the first one. They wouldn't be very different, it's just the non-embroidered one has a collar and cuffs, and a two-part sleeve instead of a one-part. It would push the date slightly into the 17th century instead of being more plausibly late-16thC, but the dates are wiggly enough that I think it'd still be SCA-okay. 

Anyway, the plan is to do a wearable mockup of the pattern so I have something to wear to Baronial College in September if the embroidery isn't finished (which it likely won't be) and aim to have the embroidered one done in time for my "lying in" period at the end of my pregnancy, when no doubt I will end up stuck in the hospital again for a couple of weeks because my body is dumb. That would give me five months to do the embroidery, which seems pretty reasonable if I chip away at it a little bit each night. 

M finally got the email from HR setting up his third interview for the job he's going after. His friend told him to keep his eyes out for a second email sometime between now and the interview, but didn't elaborate on what it could be. M suspects that his potential boss wants to have an informal in-person meeting, but I think he's getting a bit ahead of things. We'll see what unfolds. 

M's birthday is Monday, and he's taken Mon-Tues off for it. I asked him if there's anything he wants to do, but he waffled and said he didn't want to spend a bunch of money. I suggested a few not terribly expensive things he could do, like going to the range for the day or catch a band he likes, or even just going out for a steak, but he was non-committal. I'm sure he'll think of something he wants to do as the day comes around.

Almost forgot to post about it since the amnio took up so much of my brain space recently, but Maintenance finally came and looked at our air conditioner! And, it's completely borked. We told them that when the last few guys had recharged the AC, it had cooled for about 4 hours or so before blowing warm air again. They sent some leak detector stuff through the system and didn't see any leaks outside, which means that the leak is somewhere within the walls. M speculated that the complex would put us up in a hotel while they tore up the walls to fix it (to which I had to stifle the hearty laugh that was trapped in my chest.) Instead, they just marked the service ticket as "resolved" and went on their merry way. So, I think we are without AC for the rest of our time in this apartment. Which, thankfully, will only be until next spring. We've survived so far with our window units, we can keep going the same way until winter. 

Yesterday afternoon was death by a thousand cuts, I tell you what. Everything went just slightly wrong, enough that it built up to a burst of frustration. The sausages from dinner might be spoiled (thankfully they weren't), there are no clean pots, the cat is getting sick while things on the stove need to be watched, the baby is running toward the vomiting cat!, the internet keeps going in and out, I'm on a call with customer service while I need to clean a pot and while the sausages are cooking and the baby is screaming. AUGH. 

Anyway, dinner got made, the internet people are sending a tech out today, and everyone ended up fed and entertained until bedtime. Yeesh. 

Baby fought bedtime, so we had an extra hour cuddle session and then she went down. M went to bed, and I struggled to watch the latest episode of The Gilded Age while the internet cut in an out every 15 minutes. I finally gave up and watched the last 10 minutes on my phone, which I hate doing but I wanted to finish it.

M was still up when I went to bed, so we used his phone as a hotspot to watch a bit of TV before falling asleep. 

Baby was up at the crack of dawn, before my alarm even went off, so I got her up, changed her, we brushed our teeth together, and I made her breakfast. I had to wake M to take over when it was time for me to leave, and he was cranky about it because he had only managed to fall asleep at around 5AM.

Internet tech is coming at 11 today, so I'll likely have a long lunch hour. Hopefully I can get the baby down for a good nap and M can get one, too. 

Amniocentesis is tomorrow morning. Chance is coming over to watch the baby so she doesn't have to see mommy get jabbed with a giant needle. I'll probably take the opportunity to get my bloodwork done afterward since my OB requested it again, and maybe I can get M to spring for going out to lunch together, since we hardly get the chance to do that anymore.