A true testament to a person’s fortitude is if they can honestly admit to themselves that they do indeed suck….And I do indeed suck. I haven’t really knitted for a while now, mostly due to new baby responsibilites that I had left long behind once TJ could start walking. Now, as I revisit the land of mid night feedings I remember why I’ve never made anything bigger than my head……. its because I don’t have the time. I can steal time for knitting small projects, like when Danny is having a particularly fussy moment and is crying nonstop (diaper changed?check. recently fed?check. DeGassed and Burped?check and check.) I knit a little while I rock his bouncy chair with my foot (which really is just using my usual leg jiggling fidgety action to my advantage). However, I can’t get into any really complicated patterns because the likelyhood of me having to set the knitting aside for a multitude of baby related reasons has upped by at least….what? 100%?…. because my children are, in reality, wee little wild things.But my fingers have been itching to knit like crazy, so I’ve decided to try my hand once again at sock knitting. I’ve only successfully made one pair and that was my first- every pair since then has sucked harshly. I think I’ll go with the International Sock of Doom pattern, because something like a Pomatomusomusomus would frankly drive me insane and be totally not what I need right now. Knitting that I can abandon for a diaper change….yes…. Knitting that is more complex than my relationship with the Mister….aww hell no.
August 23, 2007 at 11:47 am (Knittery Craftery)