Knitting Therapy

... and my poor kitty paid for it.

Over the past couple of days, my silly half-blind cat has been sticking close to my ankles. It's not a new habit of his, truthfully, but it's only very recently that I've started stepping on his poor paws! When he gets under there, I just can't see him until I hear him yowling. Who'd have thought that I'd be big enough to say that at the very end of the 2nd trimester? 1.5 more weeks to go before I'm officially in my 3rd! On Christmas Eve, I intend to raise my sadly non-alcoholic fizzy grape juice to 3 more months of pregnancy and wishes for a happy and healthy little man in March.

Along those lines, I've finally gotten around to starting a sweater for the little man to wear. While I've done a couple of small projects - booties and a couple pairs of socks - it was hard for me to believe that he would actually be joining us any time soon. Each day ahead seemed like ages before his birth. Now, however, I flip through the calendar, and he's almost here! I have so many things I was planning to make for him, and now I really have to hustle to get it all done.

I finally managed to finish up my February Lady Sweater, too. It's in burgundy Malabrigo, and I altered the pattern to add a collar, changed the yoke to seed stitch from garter, and used only a single button rather than the three called for in the pattern. Here's a half-assed picture of me wearing it, at 25 weeks:



I should've worn it with a white shirt to show off just how big my little man is getting!