The top definition of nesting according to Urban Dictionary is nesting
Nesting is a ritual performed by pregnant women in ridding the house, the “nest”, from anything potentially harmful to the soon to be born child. The moment you step onto the Internet and look at nesting and pregnancy, it soon becomes apparent that I should be nesting and that nesting should involve [the horror that is] cleaning my house. Baby is due in 12 days and the nearest urge I have to nesting is, yep you guessed it, knitting. Does knitting count as nesting?
I’m on cardigan number two that I have to add to the six others Baby has, and it’s growing at a rate of knots. It’s getting raised eyebrows from Hunky Husband (apparently Baby can’t wear them all at once) but Baby is super active so at least he seems to approve.
Our Elijah knit-a-long slowed to a snails pace while I have been putting in some extra hours at work and some extra DIY hours at home. Yesterday came the news that the Elijah my sister is knitting would have a new owner very soon. Frantic WhatsApp messages about short rows and upside down ears followed while I was watching Spectre. This morning along came this picture, nearly done and along came a bouncing baby girl. Now time to get my finger out and get the Elijah on my needles finished.
Winter is coming. The click clack of the lesser spotted Cosmo can be heard from the sofa. An Elijah is growing from the needles again. Another squishy baby is bundled up with a stalk waiting to be delivered to a dear friend.
[Leaving the David Attenborough voice behind]. This time Elijah is a knit-a-long. My sister has chosen to attempt an Elijah as her first knitting project in 20 years so that another delivery from a stalk can have a very personal gift. I set her about learning the new stitches she didn’t know and having cast on the head with that crazy cast on last weekend for her, she has knit the head and I have stitched eyes and attached the body. This is not just a knit along, it’s a knit together. I am doing the more fiddly bits for her this time so Elijah is grown in time for the new arrival. I’m just slightly ahead of her on my Elijah with a complete body so Elijah looks a little like a weeble except he can’t stay up rather than can’t fall over.
Now if I can find a way to weigh Elijah down in a baby friendly manner to make him a little weeble like [sits up nicely] that would be another Cosmo modification to this lovely pattern.
Should it suprise me that I’m working at glacial pace on this pair of socks? Probably not. So I started them in June and I’m only just turning the second heel!!! Even worse, I’ve just realised that I’ve turned the first one incorrectly. I knew it looked wrong somehow. If they weren’t destined for my husband they would be going to the great lily pond in the sky.
I’m easily distracted when the knitting doesn’t involve much brain power, and I’ve had lots of distractions recently. We’ll this is my excuse anyway…
I’ve learned to surf! Yes, I took my 34 year old bones surfing and even managed to catch a wave and stand on the board for more than a second or two.
Cosmo Castle has become DIY Central with a new wc on the way. What should have been a little job to replace a toilet has become a complete overhaul, including new floor tiles that Handy Husband is figuring how to lay. I’m keeping the fact that I’ve laid a tile floor in a previous life. Naughty I know but he has to learn.
And let me introduce you to my final excuse. Meet Joan and Roy. They are both hens – Roy doesn’t realise that she has a boys name and I’m not intending to tell her. I’ve been spending a lot of time supervising these two at the bottom of the garden, trying to grow vegetables while these two dig them up.
Oh the horror! 100 miles from Middle England on our way to the land of pirates [Cornwall] it became apparent that I had left something important at home. Agatha, how could I have left Agatha at home? Having spent the last few weeks looking at her longingly and sitting on my hands, just so I would have her to work on during our holiday, I had left my beloved Agatha at home. Horrible Husband supported by his matriarchal mother refused to turn back (in their posits I would have done the same).
Being one to turn a negative into a positive, this horrendous error led to a trip to a Wadebridge based local yarn store. While at Helen Sandersons Wooly Empire I purchased a ball of King Cole Zig-Zag New in poncho. Purples, blues, reds and greens self striping sock yarn. The choice of needles was a little disappointing and I ended up buying a set of 3mm dpns (I need these like a hole in the head) when I had wanted nice long 2.5mm cable needles to knit a pair of socks magic loop stylie.
So the second wip on the needles is one basic ribbed sock for Horrible Husband. Let’s hope the Piskies leave my second sock alone and their mischief doesn’t bring me second sock syndrome.
I usually buy yarn with a purpose, otherwise my stash would rapidly outgrow our house. I will draw the line at needing to store yarn in my shed. As I already know what I’m doing with it when it is bought, so it generally doesn’t hang around too long
Receiving a yarny gift this week has left me a little stumped for ideas. The pure wool has come all the way from Iceland and the Faroe Islands in my mother-in-laws suitcase. It was very thoughtful of her to bring me Icelandic and Faroese yarn from her travels but I am really having to think very hard to come up with patterns to use it for. The yarn I like to buy is soft smooth and squishy (the sort you could imagine falling into like you would a big pile of feathers) while this yarn is completely the opposite and looks like it would felt at the drop of a hat so it’s definitely going to be a challenge for me to work with.
- Ístex Létt-Lopi (50g/skein aran) in a red x1, dark grey-blue x1 and navy x2
- Novia Duo (50g/skein sport) in grey
- Snaeldan Nappað tógv 2tr (2-ply 100g/skein) in white x3 (this is on the creamy side)
- Snaeldan Nappað tógv 2tr (2-ply 50g/skein) in blue x4
Any suggestions are welcome!
your husband answers the door to the courier who is delivering your latest unauthorized purchase!
“Another 10 balls of yarn!” he says “don’t you have enough already?”
This is not just any 10 balls of yarn; this is 10 gloriously green balls of merino cotton double knit that is destined to be my first hand knit cardigan.
Wish me luck!