October in my most favorite month ever. ( I know, it’s no longer October, that is how behind I am!) Could be because I was born in it, and was married in it. But it ususally the most busy too, because I just want to cram all the awesome things in!
The big highlight was our trip out East to Boston and Conneticutt. My dad’s entire side of the family is in CT, and Mark’s brother, along with his awesome wife, and two kids live near Boston, so we knew we had to make the trip. I was a bit nervous about flying with a 5 month old. The flight out was, well, something I’m not anxious to ever repeat, but the flight home, she slept the whole way! It really wasn’t the worst thing, and I am so so glad we braved the flight, because seeing your family together with your precious baby is probably about the best thing ever.
The Ocean, in Marshfield, MA ( Thanks for taking this photo, Ang!)
“flying” at Tito Derek, and Tita Ang’s house
My sister Avery, My aunt Wendy, Iris and I
Cousin Evan giving Iris a huggie!
Sitting in front of Auntie Wendy’s beautiful fall mums! Look at those cheeks! I just want to jump through the screen and smoosh those things with a kiss!
Iris with Tita ( auntie) Angie
With Daddy in Downtown Boston
Had to include a picture of all the Gallison ( My dad’s side) cousins.
It sure felt good to get outta town for a while. But there is no place like home, Mark and Pumpkin agree!
Yup. My child is wearing knitting pants. Why not? I am completely embracing this short stage in her life, where I have total control over what she wears. Not to mention, baby items are SO fast to knit, and take very little yarn. Which is why I haven’t made anything for myself in a reeeeeeal long time. I keep trying to make something for myself, and then get sucked in by some adorable baby pattern. sigh. I may be wearing faded black stretchy pants, and a shirt with holes in it, but gosh darn it, my child will be wearing handmade clothing that she will outgrow in about 1.5 weeks. Ah, how the priorities change huh?
Back to these pants. They are the the Kanoko Pants. They make her rear look huge, and I love it! I’ve gotten over the fact that cloth dipes make her back side giant, now I just embrace it! Jeans are kind of out of the question for her right now, but that’s OK. I used some pink Cotton-Ease that I’ve had in the stash for years. As if knitted pants weren’t crazy enough, I had to go and make them bright pink. I suppose I could have used more than one color. I DO want to make her some striped ones soon.
Little girl is just learning to sit up. She looks so old when she is upright like that! She rarely likes to be held on her back, she’ll strain her neck , and work those little baby abs to pull herself up. So much to see, no time to miss it all lying on your back! She is so fun. Our days at home together feel a little less like a one-sided conversation. She communicates with me so much more now. Some times in the form of high-pitched pterodactyl screams, but mostly in the form of big smiles and babbling. So much to learn about each other still, but it’s amazing to think how far we’ve come.
Now the question is, can I tackle a project for ME? Our knitch getaway is a little over a month away, I need to pack at least ONE thing for myself.
And I know what you’re all thinking, and no, I won’t make these for you in an adult size
I blinked, and another month went by. 4 months old! I knit a shrug for my little babybug. I finished most of it at my knitting night, while Iris stayed home with Dad. I held it up and thought ” Rats! I’d soo big, she won’t fit into it for a while.” Imagine my surprise, when I tried it on her the next morning, and it fit just right! Am I in denial that my little bebe is no longer so tiny? I think so. But she’s so so fun right now. She’s giggly, and wiggly, and flips like a pancake when you put her on the ground. She learned how to blow bubbles with her baby drool, which is gross and adorable all at the same time. She’s got tons of rolls up and down her baby legs. It makes me sad that soon she will have to wear pants as the weather gets cooler. I love seeing her little drumsticks stick out of her summer clothes. sigh.
Anyway, about the. I’ve been eyeing this adorable little project long before I had Iris, heck, long before I even met Mark! I was flipping through the pages for something to knit Iris that she can fit into right now, and BAM I saw it. For those curious, it’s from THIS book by Debbie Bliss. I used Cotton-Ease, in a new shade called “golden glow” that I picked up HERE. Only one skein for the 3-6 month size. It was extremely fun to knit. Fast and satisfying. And oh so wearable. Just throw it over a onesie and go! Le knitting ss than a week on the needles from start to finish. It’s the knitter’s equivalent of a book you can’t put down, you know? I’ve knit quite a few patterns out of this book, including the cable blanket I made for my nephew Evan, that was my first post!
Oh! and the adorable doll is a very special gift my friend Olivia had custom made for her. How awesome is that? I just can’t get over it! We call her Iris as well. Iris and Iris of course.
I also threw in a couple of photos from an impromptu photo shoot from a week or so ago. Some of my favorite times are when we just all lay on the bed together, admiring her, and trying to make her laugh. Blowing raspberries on her little round tummy. She’s more joy than I ever could have imagined. LOTS of work, but lots of joy.
My little newborn is no longer a newborn. This Tuesday marked 3 months since her arrival in this crazy world. Hard to even imagine what my life was like before those chubby cheeks entered my view. Before those little coos filled the rooms of our house. She’s the answer to prayers I never knew I had. My greatest joy and my biggest challenge. It’s hard to believe this is just the beginning. There is still so much for us to learn about her. So much personality we’ve yet to witness.
I keep saying ” I can’t wait until she _____” inserting what ever milestone I think of. I can’t wait until she helps me pick green beans from the garden ( sampling more than picking, I imagine). I can’t wait until she learns the joy of elmer’s glue, and a big jar of glitter. The feeling of running through a sprinkler, or pedaling her bike so fast the momentum of the pedals spin faster than she can move her little legs. But right now she’s working really hard on rolling over. I’d kind of like to pause this moment. The gardening and glitter can wait. Today is pretty great.
so…. I need to warn you. This post, like every post since Little Miss has arrived, will be full of baby photos. Like, LOTS of baby photos. She will be modeling some recent projects, but let’s be honest, I am more interested in her chubby little cheeks that just about anything right now. But a close second place goes to anything handmade that can adorn her chubby little self. I think we need a play by play.
Baby and Mommy enter fabric store. Mommy stumbles into fabric store. Mommy picks out a few different kinds of fabric. Mommy picks up this amazing sewing book. Decides that she doesn’t have the budget for any new sewing books, no matter how amazing. Mommy thinks hard, and finds an area of the budget that has exactly enough money for the book. It’s meant to be!
I let Iris have a look at what I’m dying to make her:
Iris: I don’t know Mom, are you sure they would over emphasize my um… assets?
Mommy: Trust me child…
Iris: You were right! I love them! I love Bloomers! Make me a hundred pair! In ever color and pattern! ( Mom is always right! A good lesson learned)
I mean… seriously?
I am dying of cuteness. One of the most satisfying things I’ve ever sewn. I honestly have no affiliation with Ms. Lotta Jansdotter ( except for the fact that I want to be just like her when I grow up) but you should really get her book, and check out her other designs. She really nailed it with this book. All very simple, fast, and adorable projects to make for your own baby, or baby in your life. First of all, babies grow. Fast. You don’t want to spend so much time on something that they will outgrow before you can finish! This was a one nap project. Well, one nap while daddy played ” human baby monitor” while I finished the last seam. But still. I honestly can’t stop thinking about making more.
See! She loves them! I think they even boost her baby confidence and self-esteem. And that’s a lot to ask from a pair of baby bloomers.
And Here’s proof that I do exist, and do hold my baby, not just subject her to photo shoots. And no, I don’t have a black eye, just fair skin, under eye circles, and no make-up. I knew you all would understand.
and one more, just because…
Late last night we got a call from our vet, where our kitty Molly had just gotten emergency surgery. She had swallowed the rubber baby bottle nipple from one of Iris’ bottles and it was stuck. I never thought I’d ever give the OK to give a Cat surgery, but she was so young ( only 3 years old), and the surgery seemed very promising. When the vet called and said she was having trouble breathing that night in recovery, we rushed to the Animal Hospital with Iris, who, slept the whole time in her car seat carrier. The vets ( a sweet husband and wife team) tried everything they could to get her stable, but in between tears, and stories about all Molly’s brushes with her 9 lives, we decided it was best to let her go. I’ve never had to make that call before, and it was every bit as difficult as I imagined it would be.
I find myself saying ” I know she’s just a cat”, but I’m not sure why I feel the need to apologize for feeling so sad. Maybe it’s that there are many worse things, like human family members lost, or wars and turmoil going on all around the world. Of course, there is always something worse. But maybe that’s exactly why it hurts to bad to lose a pet. They are a simple, pure, escape from all that is wrong with the world. Their needs are usually quite simple. Food, shelter, and attention are really all they ask. As any animal lover can attest to, they give so much more in return. I swear I heard the sound of her cleaning her paws this morning, at the foot of the bed. All the little sounds and rhythms of Molly that were so intertwined in our daily lives, I didn’t even realize. You were so naughty Molly, but the best Cat. A really good cat. We miss you.
Iris is 7 weeks old. It sounds so long, yet so short all at the same time. How is that?
I have a tough time describing life with Iris, in a way that doesn’t sound cliche. She has changed everything about our lives. What time we wake up, where we go, what we bring, what seems important, etc and so forth. She’s the hardest job, and the easiest little face to kiss. I literally can’t stop taking pictures of her. I want to bottle up the smell of her sweet baby hair and sell it. She is changing by the minute, and starting to get rolls around her arms and legs, which look ridiculously delicious sticking out of her little summer clothes. Is it weird to describe your baby as delicious? Sometimes when I admire her toes, I want to eat them.
Don’t get me wrong. It’s hard. real hard. I’m tired, and my hair desperately needs to get “did”. All my non-maternity clothes suddenly seems very frumpy and sloppy. But I don’t want to focus on stuff like that on the blog. There are too many momma’s out there that would trade anything for a healthy, happy baby, so for that I want to remember to be thankful, especially in writing. I’ll save the complaining for my friends and family, when I see them in person
We are starting to get into more of a groove here. Honestly, the first 6 weeks have but mostly a merry-go-round of feedings, changing, and putting her to nap. Everyone told me the first 6ish weeks would be like that, but I still felt frustrated not being able to do all the things I was used to cramming in my day, including running and biking. But thanks to my family, I’ve been very slooooowly starting to run and bike again, and it feels soooo good. It’s nice to do the things that make me feel like ” me” again.
I was especially proud of myself for finally finishing her alphabet pillow! Bear in mind, I worked on the actual embroidery through the entire last trimester, and all I had left to do was sew the four side seams into a pillow case. I do’t want you to think I am some sort of crazy lady that can embroider an entire alphabet while taking care of a newborn. Hardly. The fabric was even cut out, and the pillow form was purchased. Still, I felt so accomplished finishing it! I used Aunt Martha’s iron on embroidery transfers. You know, the kind your grandma used to make day of the week dish towels? I spent waaaay too much time at the ironing board, pregnant belly in the way, arranging those letters. But in the end, the pillow turned out just as I’d hoped. I have a weakness for Alphabet items for a nursery. I’m not sure why, it is just to timeless.
Now I just need a knitting project to work on. Iris is in want of very little in the wardrobe department. We didn’t have a stitch of girl clothes until she was born, (since we didn’t know her gender ahead of time), but wouldn’t you know it, her little closet puts mine to shame right now. And I’ve hardly bought any of it! What is more irresistible than baby girl clothes? Of course I could knit something for myself, but being summer, there really is nothing made of wool that I need urgently. If you have any good project ideas, send them my way!
Happy making, knitting, and/or baby snuggling.