madelinekelly

The first few months of Willow's life have been a huge contrast with River's early weeks. No pain, no despair, no isolation, no borderline PND. It's been wonderful, in fact.

The only downside is all the enforced sitting we have to do. I can't feed her in the sling -- she just seems to hate it. Instead, we're spending many hours sat on the sofa. It's been getting me down, because I do like to be busy and productive as much as possible. Anyway, a couple of weeks ago I realised I could get things done while breastfeeding. So I've started learning Italian on Duolingo and I also dug out my knitting needles.

Here we have Willow modelling the delightful Pebble:



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And a bonus picture of BatWillow with her grandad, pondering all the crime she's going to fight.

Okay. We're completing on Thursday 11th February now. That is, if we can get in and see the house before that date, and can get the gas re-connected (we only found out on Thursday night that it was currently disconnected, and it can take 5 working days to sort that out, apparently). I'll be so glad when this process is over. May we never move house ever again.

So, to cheer myself up, here's another completed project:



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Matt's sister is due to give birth any day (actually, she was due to give birth nearly two weeks ago, but apparently late delivery is very common in first pregnancies) so I feel I can finally reveal the answer to my other mysterious UFO conundrum. It was not a legless elephant, Loz, or a cozy for an iron, Inkwolf. It was in fact one of these little beauties:



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New words: 987
Total words: 5,211
Outside: Sunny day! A tour of my chicken-keeping friend's new vegetable patch, followed by a tour of mum's garden, and badminton on the grass by the sea with Matt.
Inside: Courgette, lentil and cumin soup, with home-made bread and smoked cheese.
Reading: The Grey King by Susan Cooper
Piano: More Bach (it's an addiction), and accompanying lots of songs at a small concert in the afternoon.

Weeks ago I posted pictures of two unfinished knitted things. Loz, the second thing was NOT a therapy trampoline for an amputee elephant. Inkwolf, you were right: the second thing WAS a lacy beret. Here's a bad picture of it (and sadly the only one, because I gave it to my mum the next day):



New words: 303
Total words: 4,224
Outside: Sunny day! Much digging at the allotment: potatoes finally planted.
Inside: Sardines, Swiss chard, tomato and paprika sauce with buckwheat pasta.
Reading: The Grey King by Susan Cooper
Piano: More arias, and a little bit of Bach.

What are these going to be?





I'll post pictures of the finished things later...

Yesterday I made a hat. It's for my historian friend, to go with the scarf I made for her last year.




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This one was a gift for Matt.



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Here's a project that took me exactly two days to make -- including buying the wool, weaving in the ends, and sewing the sides together.



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This time it's knitting!



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It took me five weeks of internet deprivation to just get my head sorted out enough to begin to attempt a bit of writing. So what did I do for those five weeks, if I wasn't reading my f-list or writing my story?

I injured my hands and wrists with Too Much Knitting! ( pictures under the cut )

So, in conclusion, one of the things that can happen in six weeks is that your two unfinished knitting projects can turn into four unfinished knitting projects. Exciting, eh?