I feel as if all I’ve knit in the past few months is baby projects. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to be knitting for my friends’ babies, but after this round of hats, booties, sweaters and a blanket… I’m done. Please, friends, stop having babies. I want to go back to knitting for myself, and I’ll feel guilty if I don’t knit for your children! Or, if you don’t stop having babies, I’m just going to buy them presents like everyone else does, and hope you don’t feel slighted.
Then, designers are making it difficult for me too. Little kid clothes are really cute, and so are some of the toys, and — well, I don’t know how long I’ll be able to resist crocheting amigurumi, though I have no need of them, so maybe that could be my go-to gift type for new babies. I think Mom has the right of it; she only knits for first babies.
Tonight I have the entire evening to myself, so after I exercise (rowing if it’s still raining, walking if it’s cleared up) I am going to shut myself in my room and at a very minimum, I will finish the second front panel of the purple sweater. I won’t be able to mark the project as completely finished until I find the right buttons for it, but the knitting part will be 100% complete.
So, yeah. One more baby sweater and half a blanket, and I’m done with baby knits. Half a colourwork bag and one sock after that, and I am free! Free to start a whole new round of projects, designing, carding and spinning!