Tuesday, May 26, 2009
babies!
I think I'm going to be an auntie soon! My sister texted to say that she is in labor, and sounded a little breathless when I talked to her. Since I've known about the baby since mere hours (well, weeks) after conception, it's hard to believe that little Arabella will be a real, true baby soon!
In other news, not much to report. It was a weird, long spring season and I am happy to see it go. Alex and I go to Ireland in two weeks and I am really excited to go back. Last time I was there I was in a weird Deep South/Northern Ireland emotional place, reading The Heart is a Lonely Hunter in between visiting depressing community groups struggling to survive terrorist attacks. This trip should be a bit lighter, emotionally. We are going to see sheep! And cows! And it will be really nice to be in a totally different place for a while.
But before that happens, there will be a new baby in the family! I am so excited.
In other news, not much to report. It was a weird, long spring season and I am happy to see it go. Alex and I go to Ireland in two weeks and I am really excited to go back. Last time I was there I was in a weird Deep South/Northern Ireland emotional place, reading The Heart is a Lonely Hunter in between visiting depressing community groups struggling to survive terrorist attacks. This trip should be a bit lighter, emotionally. We are going to see sheep! And cows! And it will be really nice to be in a totally different place for a while.
But before that happens, there will be a new baby in the family! I am so excited.
Friday, November 07, 2008
November 7
I feel like I'm getting just a touch of the baby fever these days. My sister has a little one a-cookin' and due to pop next may, and several (nay, many) of my friends have had babies in the past year, and they are adorable. Really gorgeous. Part of this is due to my "really gorgeous friends" policy, but it's also because babies eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! They are cute!
From everything I've read, a lady's ability to have children declines rapidly past the age of, like, 17, but I am still not sure this is the time to take that leap. Having a baby is serious business. You cannot feed it tater tots and veggie corn dogs for dinner, as I feed myself. You cannot give it wine, nor can you give yourself wine when there is massive baby laundry to do. Babies like to wake up every hour or so for the first year or five. I like to sleep. I was on a plane with a baby who pooped soon after take-off and it was nauseating. Poop just ain't cute. Yet I scoop litter boxes all the time, and it's totally worth it. It is.
How do you know when to have a wee one? Is it when you start putting someone else's baby as your computer desktop background? (Hi Stella, cutie-pie who doesn't belong to me!) Is it when you have enough money? (Because I might never have enough money. The history biz is never going to be super lucrative, unless I write a best-selling biography of Ben Franklin or something.) Is it when you think your partner would be a good parent? (Because Alex would be awesome. I'm the one who would be less awesome.) Or does it just happen a bit by accident, or a bit not?
Parents, inform me. Non-parents, what are you thinking? Parents to be, fill in the blanks!
From everything I've read, a lady's ability to have children declines rapidly past the age of, like, 17, but I am still not sure this is the time to take that leap. Having a baby is serious business. You cannot feed it tater tots and veggie corn dogs for dinner, as I feed myself. You cannot give it wine, nor can you give yourself wine when there is massive baby laundry to do. Babies like to wake up every hour or so for the first year or five. I like to sleep. I was on a plane with a baby who pooped soon after take-off and it was nauseating. Poop just ain't cute. Yet I scoop litter boxes all the time, and it's totally worth it. It is.
How do you know when to have a wee one? Is it when you start putting someone else's baby as your computer desktop background? (Hi Stella, cutie-pie who doesn't belong to me!) Is it when you have enough money? (Because I might never have enough money. The history biz is never going to be super lucrative, unless I write a best-selling biography of Ben Franklin or something.) Is it when you think your partner would be a good parent? (Because Alex would be awesome. I'm the one who would be less awesome.) Or does it just happen a bit by accident, or a bit not?
Parents, inform me. Non-parents, what are you thinking? Parents to be, fill in the blanks!
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Babies!
It's spring, and baby season is about to begin! There are at least 4 babies to be born among friends in the next four months. Although I am 100% not ready to have a baby myself, I have discovered that I love to knit baby clothes. Tiny! Darling! Quick!
This is a Baby Kimono from a pattern by Julie Cashin. It's all garter stitch, knitted flat, then seamed up along the sides and underarms.
One for Malena and Graham's baby (to come in May) and one from Molly and Kenny's baby (to come in April). I felt Molly's baby do, like, a somersault or karate kick or something and spontaneously shrieked with delight. Babies! Maybe once my damn wedding is out of the way, babies can be taken under consideration. In a few years.
I used an I-cord for the closure, but a ribbon or button can also be used.
Sorry for the gap in posting--I've been travelling a bit. I was in Minneapolis visiting family and friends and doing wedding planning over the Easter weekend. It snowed, of course. I was in Newport, RI Friday and yesterday. That's a super-crazy town, all filled with center-chimney colonials (the 18th century architectural style closest to my heart) and insane summer "cottages" built by Vanderbilts and other people with money to burn. I should probably put cottages in double double quotes (i.e. ""cottages"") because the irony is so great. These are marble palaces with sixteen bedrooms and gold plated faucets, manicured gardens, etc. It's nice to have something to aspire to in my summering practices.
My summering this year will be very exciting, since it will not just be a summer vacation, but a HONEYMOON! As my favorite hobby is obsessively planning vacations in exhaustive detail, causing Mr. Cupcakes to stop responding to me or taking advantage of my spreadsheet of housing comparisons, I have taken the liberty of doing the planning for the 'moon. Can you guess where we're going?
Hints: cheese! wine! chocolate! pastries! guillotines!
This is a Baby Kimono from a pattern by Julie Cashin. It's all garter stitch, knitted flat, then seamed up along the sides and underarms.
One for Malena and Graham's baby (to come in May) and one from Molly and Kenny's baby (to come in April). I felt Molly's baby do, like, a somersault or karate kick or something and spontaneously shrieked with delight. Babies! Maybe once my damn wedding is out of the way, babies can be taken under consideration. In a few years.
I used an I-cord for the closure, but a ribbon or button can also be used.Sorry for the gap in posting--I've been travelling a bit. I was in Minneapolis visiting family and friends and doing wedding planning over the Easter weekend. It snowed, of course. I was in Newport, RI Friday and yesterday. That's a super-crazy town, all filled with center-chimney colonials (the 18th century architectural style closest to my heart) and insane summer "cottages" built by Vanderbilts and other people with money to burn. I should probably put cottages in double double quotes (i.e. ""cottages"") because the irony is so great. These are marble palaces with sixteen bedrooms and gold plated faucets, manicured gardens, etc. It's nice to have something to aspire to in my summering practices.
My summering this year will be very exciting, since it will not just be a summer vacation, but a HONEYMOON! As my favorite hobby is obsessively planning vacations in exhaustive detail, causing Mr. Cupcakes to stop responding to me or taking advantage of my spreadsheet of housing comparisons, I have taken the liberty of doing the planning for the 'moon. Can you guess where we're going?
Hints: cheese! wine! chocolate! pastries! guillotines!
Labels: babies, knitting, travel
