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Ramblings of a Sick Mind

Ha got you ;) It's not about that kind of sick.. As if Mondays were great anyway, I had to go and get sick. My eyes are running, my nose is running and I am sneezing all over the place. I bet you are glad you can't see it in person. I blame it all on work. I have been back at work for a week and a half. So based on the fact I got a cold so quickly after returning, work is not a very healthy atmosphere. Therefore, I should quit work :) That seems logical to me.. Too bad my husband won't buy it.

I haven't been knitting too much lately, but I have been laughingsite. It really makes me It really is about quality and not just because you can.

Onto my web report the following sites have great reviews of stuff for new moms or soon too be new moms and dads too. Yeah a lotta of surfin goin on at work.. soon to be stopped.

I really must be sick, I am contemplating making socks for my DH. Now why would I do that when I like bigger projects that are seen. Not little projects hidden on feet, although technically I guess socks aren't little when you count the fact that you are using teeny tiny needles. The reason I am doing this is because my husband thinks he is a better knitter. YES you heard that right he thinks HE is a better knitter. It all stems from the period he was laid off and I taught him how to knit. He completed a scarf and then I decided to get him going on something that would occupy him. So we bought sock yarn and the book Socks Soar on Circular needles. I walked him through the completion of 1 perfect sock (ripping out the mistakes and translating the patterns) and too this day it is something he considers a masterpiece. It was great to see him concentrating on his knitting. But he never completed the other sock because he got a new job. Too this day he taunts me with "Well you have never knit a sock", whenever I ask if he is going to complete the other sock.

That must have been the plan.. one perfect sock puppet for our daughter. So I am going to give him 2 socks for Christmas and frame the one perfect sock puppet .

Lazy Sunday

Well not so lazy, doing all of the fun chores that pile up and somehow don't magically do themselves (laundry, cleaning the bathroom, vacuuming). We had our new washer and dryer delivered, so laundry might have been fun or at least a novelty but we can use them yet. I hate being able to see something but not use it. Anyway enough of the rambling.

Anyway I thought I should let you guys see who has been keeping me busy and away from the knitting.

That is the "I am so cute you can't resist me. Now FEED ME." looks.

Now she just wants to be entertained and has figured out how to flirt... Really she has.

But here is the funky chicken look... . We won't even talk about the pea pod.

Anyway now that I have used my child to distract you, I am throwing in the pitifully short knitting content. I am still plugging away on clapotis. More importantly though, I am trying to figure out how to move my stash without my husband seeing. He doesn't realize how big it is and it's my job to keep it that way. Especially, since I figured out how to shop and nurse. Right now it's stored in my closet, and various baskets and trunks that he doesn't open. Although sometimes I wonder why he doesn't ask why I am dragging home another large basket with a lid. Anyone out there have any experience storing yarn in an attic? I am just worried about dampness, I can't ruin my precious stash. My blog should be named YARN-ADDICT ;)

Back in the Saddle Again

Well not much knitting to show for my hiatus... no on tells you how much time babies take... You always think that newborns sleep all the time. Well not mine!!!

I did manage to knit two baby hats, a diaper cover and get started on my clapotis. Pretty pathetic for six months. No pictures to show for now but I will post some soon. The funny thing about all of this is I did manage to accumulate more yarn. Don't know how that happened, maybe it was because I learned how to shop and feed her at the same time ;)

The baby girl is wonderful but I am still surprised about the things that no one really tells you or maybe they just don't sink in...

Like breastfeeding is a fulltime job initially. I mean you are either feeding, just finished feeding or preparing to feed (no one warns you about the cluster feedings and baby girl liked to cluster). That poop would become a topic of conversation (I can't count the number of times we were discussing the volume or frequency .. I know not at the dinner table). You really do become a walking zombie (sleep who needs sleep you are just about to feed, feeding or just finished feeding after all). Or that crying really is their form of communication for those first 6-12 weeks (nothing better than being half asleep really trying to comfort an upset baby who by this time doesn't want to feed and now you are really wishing the baby would feed). Just when you are about to pull out your hair because they just want the boob they smile... now you are really in trouble because the baby has you wrapped around their little finger. Then the baby starts developing (laughing, holding up it's head, rolling over etc.) and you now compare your child with everyone elses to make sure that the baby is developing normally. I have never worried so much or so intensely over anyone... It's also amazing how close your family becomes and I wouldn't change a thing...