Dear Linn,

No, I haven’t completely disappeared from the world of knitting. I know you’ve been very, very depressed due to the low frequency of updates on my blog. I know I’ve deprived you of that lovely knitting porn which you so sorely need, and I’m so, so, sorry. I hope you can forgive me.

… And while you’re thinking about the above, and about whether to ever forgive me, might I persuade you to have a look at a picture I managed to snap on one of those those precious moments of not taking care of babies and not studying?

That was a couple of days ago. Today, what is (hopefully) someday to become an empire-style cropped cardigan/shrug (for me), has been attacked by an unknown force (read: 14-month-old) and lies, waiting for me to fix it, on top of a pile of knitting-in-progress. I’m sort of using the same homemade pattern as for this summer’s green patterned cardigan-thingy, but with a few modifications. The yarn is the same anyway, only red instead of green (the yarn sale, remember?). You’ll see! As soon as the unknown force starts daycare (I’m counting the days) I’ll have five hours at home with just one baby, five days a week, which means more daytime studying, which means more nighttime knitting.

(Oh, and just to keep you posted, baby has now outgrown the striped onesie you gave her. We both adored it as long as it lasted, and if she didn’t already have 2,389,087 other outfits, I’d go out and get her three more of those lovely onesies :))

and this is the second time I’ve started writing this post, since the Big Baby (a.k.a. my son) just woke up and decided he needed some välling (apparently the translation is gruel). The Tiny Baby is almost asleep:

The Tiny Baby (a.k.a. my daughter) was born almost two weeks ago, so our life is a little hectic right now, though much, much less so than I had imagined, since having two kids apparently doesn’t require twice as much energy and time as having one.

I was going to insert a picture here of my finished, blue-green cropped vest, but in the case of the vest, ‘finished’ includes a ribbon sewn on, and since I couldn’t find a blue-green one today (the store only had various shades of blue and green), the vest isn’t finished, which frustrates me. However, I have started on this little darling, in white. I really hope I have the patience to finish it…

Well, it’s been official for a while now, but I just wanted to say I’m counting the days until Baby #2 makes his or her appearance.

120 days to go, as of today. And, having spent practically all of last year and this in one stage of pregnancy or another, I’m pretty sick of it. It’s going to be such a relief when it’s all over (and I can wear normal clothes again).

Ah, well. December 14 is the date, but I hope to God (or any other higher power), that baby decides to be a little early. As they say, time will tell, and I intend to spend that time studying and knitting things exclusively for myself. What can I say, pregnancy makes me egocentric

Someone was very interested in his food today. Someone kept jumping up and down in his chair waiting for the spoon to enter his mouth — while jumping up and down. I repeat, jumping up and down. Constantly.

Argh.

I do not want to count the stains on the rug, I really don’t. Fortunately we’re getting it cleaned as soon as we, um, get the time and/or money for it. Or maybe we’ll just get a new one.

Anyhow, what matters is that baby’s full (of Beef Stroganoff) and I’m happy because it’s almost raining and hopefully baby will fall asleep soon so I can knit.

I really hate this weather. Here’s why:

There’s hardly any wind, and it’s so hot and humid you can hardly breathe. Much less knit. Especially when the yarn is a wool/cotton blend (why, oh why, do I knit with wool in July?) and my hands are so — sweaty? not sweaty, but sticky that the yarn sort of clings to my fingers and to the needles and I have to go wash my hands to unstick them before getting back to knitting and stickiness.

I prefer summer when it’s not this humid — I wouldn’t mind it that much if we had some kind of air conditioning at home, but alas, we do not. We got in the car today, rolled back the roof all the way to the… well, all the way, and went shopping, just to get some wind in our hair. (I doubt if anyone’s interested, but if anyone were, they would probably be happy to know that we found The. Cutest. Stroller. for the baby, and it was on sale = really cheap, too!)

Anyway, back to the stuff that really matters: knitting. I’ve managed…

[off to count bobble repeats]

a little more than three repeats on the lovely Forecast. My baby. (Well, not technically, but it will have to do since the real baby is asleep — thank Someone.) Here’s a pretty okay picture to prove it: