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Of my baby and her doll.

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I’ve totally been a blog slacker. I’ve realized in the last week or so that the reason I’m a blog slacker is because I no longer have either a) a baby sleeping in my arms with nothing better to do than go on the computer or b) a baby who takes two 1.5 naps per day. Read the rest of this entry »

I can’t believe I could have a baby in 4 weeks. That’s mildly terrifying! Read the rest of this entry »

Sigh.

Over the weekend, I developped a reddened, sore lump on the back on my leg behind my knee. I called the thrombosis clinic that I went to a few weeks ago and they made me an appointment for the next day.

After a quick examination and a compression ultrasound, I was diagnosed with Superficial Thrombophlebitis, which is a clot in a superficial vein. No deep vein involvement, thankfully. Read the rest of this entry »

Just for kicks I checked out my belly pics from my pregnancy with Gwen Read the rest of this entry »

That’s right. I made ‘em!

I couldn’t find a pattern that I loved that used worsted weight yarn and size 8 needles, so I made one up - or rather, I took parts from two different patterns and put them together.

The wrist ribbing, I took from Stay-Put Baby Mittens - since they were sized for around 18 months and Gwen’s 16 months (when did that happen?). I loved the twisted rib stitch and the length of the ribbing for little hands, so I cast 24 stitches onto my size 8 dpns and away I went!

The actual hand of the mitten, I took from Dulaan Easy-On Mittens, which feature an extra-wide thumb-hole (um, the first mitten I made with a regular thumb hole? Good luck getting THAT thing on a toddler!) and are non-hand specific, which I liked. So after my 3 inches of twisted ribbing, I increased to 28 stitches and switched patterns. Instead of a 12-stitch thumb opening, however, I did an 8-stitch opening since these mittens were sized for a child with a 7″ hand circumference … which Gwen’s is NOT.

I then embroidered one mitten with a flower to match the embroidery on the hat I made, and knitted a length of i-cord to link the two mittens together. (I-cord? Fun. And easy!) Eh, voila! Mittens for the wee one. These aren’t the warmest mittens on the face of the planet, but they’re just perfect for cool mornings and an outing to the park. I’m hoping to make her a winter-weight hat & mitten set shortly!

Gwen, I swear, learns new words every day. Here’s some new ones:

truck (guk), up, down, Mummy, bus, pumpkin, drill, hammer (hammo), level, screw, vacuum (da-doo … promptly followed by a sucking noise), baby, banana (baba), toast, cracker, downstairs, upstairs, nose, hands, toes, Bowie (Yep, David Bowie. Don’t ask.), space, barrel, basket, coat, shoes, teeth (teese), bagel, cheese, button(s), ball, ouch/owie/ow, light, Uncle (ukka), hot, this, that, pee, diaper, paper, blueberry, duckies (referring to her Duck Crackers), arm, bottle (as in water bottle), juice, bum

Oh, and our favourites - “no” and “mine” - which she yells all. day. long.

I’m sure I’ve forgotten some words. But gosh darnit, when she talks it’s the cutest thing ever.

I finally knit Gwen something. It makes me feel terrible to say that I’ve knit things in the last two years and none of them have been for my own daughter! But alas, I really hadn’t found anything that was quite right to knit for my beautiful baby girl. Read the rest of this entry »

Gwen tries to mimic everything. But she’s got quite the little vocabulary of words she actually uses correctly! Here are her newest words.

• elbow
• light
• up
• outside
• ears
• glasses
• apple
• hat

My favourite is when she tries to say ‘architecture’, as it comes out ‘akipoo’. And glasses sounded like ‘asses’, which is also very entertaining.

… in the blogosphere. Or at least it seems that way to me.

My poor Gwen is sick After her bath this afternoon, around 4:00, she began shivering. I assumed it was because she was cold and wet, so I dried her off and dressed her. She cried while I dressed her - which is very abnormal for her - and was clingy and nursing frequently. Her toes hit me and they were like ice as were her little hands. I felt her forehead and her abdomen - burning hot. Her axillary temperature was 101.5. Read the rest of this entry »