It’s only just hit me this month quite how much my life has changed after having a baby. Sure, a year ago we’d just got our heads around the sleepless nights, the constant demands and a lack of a social life, but a year on and I’m only now starting to feel a little bit like myself again.
I think the fact I’m working regular hours again and talking to other human beings who don’t all have babies, and feeling happier leaving Ethan overnight with the grandparents, has all reminded me of who I was before we had Ethan. I’m starting to emerge from a bubble…. I’m running again, I’m drinking wine more regularly, catching up with more friends and now the sun is shining I’m feeling pretty damn good! As for the knitting – well it’s on a bit of a back burner…. You may recall I knitted a bobble hat a couple of weeks back – perfect for this weather. And now I’ve decided that the woolly shawl I’m working on isn’t really that urgent! Still, I’m sure I’ll be picking up the needles in good time.
Ethan’s walking now, so a phase has only just begun……
May is fast becoming a blog write-off. I did attempt to post a couple of days ago, and I had a colourful and witty piece, complete with photos, ready to go all about Ethan’s 1st birthday. However “computer said no” and when I pressed the publish button, my minutes of carefully crafted wit were erased forever. It’s a shame, it was a truly spectacular post – but for now, you’ll just have to read this rubbish instead.
I’ll try harder next time.
I promised you an update of Mr Grasshead and I’m aware that it’s been a while since my last post.
All of a sudden I appear to be ridiculously busy, and we have the impending first birthday for Ethan approaching.
I’ve posed him here (Mr Grasshead, not Ethan) next to a pineapple, of which I think he bears a strong resemblance, and I appreciate that a haircut might be on the cards shortly.
Enjoy the wet bank holiday weekend!
Meet Mr Grasshead. Ok, so right now he looks a bit like a pair of tights with some mud shoved in them, but I am assured he will soon be sprouting hair (and then I might even give him some eyes). This is my first venture into the world of “making things with babies” and to be honest it was a little one sided.
The suggestion at the children’s centre to make a Mr Grasshead filled me with immense joy, however Ethan was less than impressed. I had to drag him over to the tray of mud, while enthusiastically cooing and oohing and poking his fingers in it. He eventually managed to free himself of my grasp and then crawled over to the one thing he actually wanted to play with – the dustpan.
This did leave me free to make a grasshead for myself and I’m rather pleased with him.
It’s very simple you know, so for all those grown ups that want to make one (and, of course if you’re children are interested), simply take a length of chopped up tights, tie a knot in one end, fill with soil, sprinkle grass seed over the top and tie another knot. Then form a nose and tie with a piece of wool. Remember to keep your grass head watered.
I shall take another picture when he’s looking more hirsute!
I’ve started knitting a woolly hat – which I only started because I had no project to work on at Wednesday night’s knitting club. I thought “what a silly idea, knitting a woolly hat in spring – what are the chances of me wearing that?” And yet now, as I gaze out of my window, staring at the torrential rain hitting the window in a horizontal action, it seems only right that I finish it so it’s ready for our typical British summer!
Also as I stare out of the window I see that the neighbours are trying to “dry” out their tent after the most dismal week’s camping holiday ever.
You’ve got to love England, right!
That’s it. Holiday over. I start back to work on Wednesday. Now I know most people reading this will think, “isn’t that a shame, holidays rock,” but actually I cannot wait.
I’ve had a wonderful year watching my son learn to hold his head up, sit up, crawl, eat proper food, and now nearly walk. It’s been such an amazing time but now I need routine and just a bit of me time. All you mums know how vital a few hours of peace are – even if it’s just the drive to work. I’ll be able to talk to other grown ups without having to peel my son off my face as he tries to stick his finger up my nose or pull my hair. I can drink a hot cup of tea, and I can eat lunch without being stared at until I agree to share it.
It’s only 20 hours a week. That’s enough for me. The rest of the time will be for me and my son.
I thought it was about time I updated you all on my knitting antics, so here you go.
As my F/book chums will have noticed, the 70s-style tank top for Ethan is complete and he looks a right Bobby dazzler in it! The main part was pretty easy, but for the arm and neck bands I had to get to grips with picking up stitches. Luckily I had my knitting club ladies to help me out with that. I cocked up the neck band but as the wool is multi-coloured I don’t think you can really notice it. On the home stretch I stayed up one evening until midnight to finish it off – yes, it is addictive! The following morning I proudly showed it to Guy and Ethan only to discover that it wouldn’t fit over Ethan’s large head…. So I snipped a bit and will alter it later!
Now I’m attempting “entrelac” which means interlace knitting – remember I got a book all about it for Christmas and said it was way too advanced for me to take on. Well it’s not going too badly…. As you can see!