Hello. I am writing to you from the time-space continuum warp known as late pregnancy.
Have you been here? The place where you feel like sleeping all the time but cannot sleep?
The place where you look at pictures of yourself, and the only words that come to mind are, "dear GOD."
The place where each hour feels like six days?
There are 55 days, give or take, until Shamrock is scheduled to make her arrival, and though I tried valiantly, I was unable to avoid this stopover. I'm told my visit will last 55 more days, give or take.
At least I have one of these to look forward to.
Do you recognize Baby Ceci? She's almost five months old. I told Heather that she is the cutest baby in the world, until mine arrives.
Even though I'm stuck here in the time-space continuum warp, I did get to attend the most beautiful baby shower on Saturday. It was for me, if you can believe it. A group of friends conspired to throw it for me, and I'm still reliving how lovely and thoughtful it was.
It was full of amazing flowers, thanks to my sister, who is a talented floral designer, and who knows the special spot in my heart occupied by the pairing of magenta and aqua.
Baby's breath has a bad rap as being very low brow, very supermarket. And when you pair it with a red rose and a fern frond, it does smack of 1987. But massed together, it's ethereal.
We had amazing food, starting with a brunch filled with quiche, strata, scones, fruit salad, spinach salad, punch, and mimosas. After the (fun, not gross) games and present opening, we had coffee and dessert. The lemon squares, brownies, coconut macaroons, and berry trifle were... well, let's say you didn't have to twist my arm to have seconds.
This is me not stealing Ceci from her rightful home. I feel proud of my efforts. They were Herculean.
If you've ever been to a baby shower, then you know the sound 20 women make when someone holds up one of these.
It's a cross between a gasp and an "AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW." But louder and higher pitched.
Which brings me to my In Threes Sweater, which I just finished last night. Thanks for choosing this pattern. I liked it. It was fun to knit, and I love the way it turned out.
I made the 12-18 month size, but I didn't carefully check my gauge. That's one of the beauties of knitting for a baby who has yet to make their debut. Chances are quite good the garment will fit sometime. Even if it's a little bigger or smaller than you originally intended.
The yarn is Glenhaven Cashmerino Worsted, the colorway is Candyland.
All this needs now are three little buttons.
This evening I'll be starting a pair of pants using the Object of My Affection pattern. I think I'll make one without the skirt first. I'm going to use Petit Fours, because what's the point of polling your readers if you disregard their advice?
I'm excited to see how they turn out.
But I'm more excited to see how Baby Shamrock herself turns out.