stash, knit, repeat

Well, at least we know that this son, too, will have a forceful personality. All of my needling amounted to naught, and yesterday my due date came and went. (And really, now he’s got to stay in there for a few more days–today is Jacob’s birthday, and I’d love for them to have at list a little time in between.)

The lack of knitting is driving me far crazier than the Extreme Pregnant.

(Taken the other day after Jacob fell asleep in the car on the way home from a play date. I got at least 5 rows before I couldn’t grip the needles anymore. Sigh.)

The crafting urge hasn’t gone away, though. Quite the contrary, since for various reasons I can’t “nest” at home as much as I’d like. The CTS isn’t affecting machine-sewing, so while generally speaking I don’t enjoy sewing nearly as much as I enjoy knitting, there’s been a lot of sewing going on around here. I can’t share most of it with you, sadly. But I figured that in lieu of another week of silence, you may enjoy seeing the crib quilt I’m currently making for a friend who gave birth right around the time of our move.

I finished the quilt top yesterday, and noticed while I was ironing it (in front of a window) that it looked like stained glass when the light came through.

Here’s what the actual top looks like. Now this just needs to be layered, quilted, and bound. But first, if you’ll excuse me, train-shaped cupcakes for a very special kid.

Thanks so much for all of the well-wishes, everyone. I hope Mr. D. arrives soon and healthy, too!

Until then, of course, life goes on. And since we’ve been enjoying a spell of really nice weather lately, complete with cooler evenings, my mind has turned to my sad, neglected knitting. In my fantasy world, the (pregnancy-caused) carpal tunnel is nonexistent, and I can quickly finish up my 2 wips.

Well, the CTS is sadly still with me, and nothing quick is happening here. I did manage to finish the first Rivendell, but I’m still only a few rows into the second. And although knitting has increased somewhat now that the Olympics are on, I’ve still got tons of yarn left for this Flower Basket Shawl. I’ve completed the called-for number of repeats of the main part of the shawl already, so it looks like I get to add an extra repeat or two to this lovely number.

What would I do, if these dragging wips were suddenly finished tomorrow? I’ve totally totally got the itch to knit sweaters again, folks. Perhaps a cardigan for myself, a nice cabled number for Jacob, maybe a sock yarn version of Tomten for the little one.

Until fantasy meets reality, I just need to keep telling myself: Soon, the swelling will go away. Soon, the air will have that gorgeous crisp fall taste. Soon, it will be time to wrap ourselves in wool once again. Soon.

Well, in case you’re wondering, a newborn isn’t the reason I’ve been away.

On the contrary, he seems plenty comfortable in there and I may well have to waddle like a manatee through a few more weeks.

There are worse things than a healthy-but-tardy baby, and we’ve been dealing with some of them, but I hope life will return to something vaguely resembling normalcy soon. Until then I hope you’re all well!