Well, I never would have guessed that I'd get a ton of exercise whilst knitting, but circumstances have made it so.
The kiddo (2 months old tomorrow, btw) has been having some wicked reflux problems over the last few days. He who was so easily and reliably going down for a nice long afternoon nap for about a week or so prior suddenly could get to sleep okay, but started thrashing around and waking himself up, over and over again, not more than 5 minutes after being lain down. Meanwhile, I have three samples and patterns due within the next month, the yarn for one of which didn't arrive until today. Mind you, these samples are due back in the US, so in reality I've got about a 2 week turnaround to contend with.
Enter The Wrap. As I told a fellow knit-grouper the other day, it's not really a parenting philosophy thing, attachment or otherwise... it's just a matter of survival. The kid's been doing all his daytime sleeping since Monday or so hanging off of dear old Mom (and occasionally Dad as well; credit where it's due) His sleep situation's been improving somewhat in the last 48 hours or so, but he's still been super restless, requiring a ton of "deep bouncing", i.e. squats and/or lunges, to get to, then stay, asleep.
Any member of the public who might have seen me in the last week would surely think me insane, knitting on a heavy wool sweater with a baby attached to me whilst doing calisthenics. But I'm pretty sure I'm putting a dent in the baby weight...
Why yes, I did remove all the buttons in a fit of maternal anxiety. To think he was wearing this in our first few days home because none of his clothes were small enough... it was pretty ridiculous. (eta: ridiculously big, that is).
Also eta: this is kind of an old post. I thought I'd auto-scheduled it to be published last week. It's kind of amazing how much the little dude has changed in just 10 days or so.
Remember this guy? 5 pounds, 14 ounces; unusually tiny, especially given the size of his parents? Seemed like it would be an eternity (or at least spring) before he fit into his hand knit sweaters.
Well, we went to his first doctor's appointment yesterday, and at five weeks he's shot from the 5th weight percentile to the 50th.
It's pretty chilly out today, and I thought it would be wise to try on one of his sweaters again:
screamy, but at least the sweater is visible?
Better get all the wear out of it now that we can; who knows how big he'll be next week...
Oh, and I finally found the booties. They were in my sock drawer (?). Somehow that must have made sense in my post-delivery, sleep-deprived fugue state in the first few days home from the hospital. He's way, way outgrown them already. Ah, well... they'll be in pristine condition for someone else's newborn.
I have a new pattern in the spring issue of Knitscene (digital version and preview up now). It's a slouchy hat knit in Shibui Knits Sock with some tuck details and a little i-cord flair. I hope to get around to knitting one for myself one of these days. Took some pretty terrible sample photos before I sent it out... in the middle of a heatwave, in August, while I was 6 months pregnant... so excuse the haggard look: