My MIL sent me a wonderful package in the mail filled with hand-crocheted and hand-knit baby clothes.
What makes these clothes so special, outside of the obvious fact that they were made by hand, is that they were worn by Dan when he was a baby. Plus several of the items were made by Dan’s Great Aunt Kathleen, who is no longer with us.
My MIL had saved these clothes for years – waiting.
Receiving these clothes only punctuates the fact that I need to stop knitting for a while and get cracking on the nursery. For the meantime, I have added the clothes to the growing pile of baby goodies in the basement.
One of the items that has distracted me from the nursery is the shawl that I am knitting. I just graduated from 4 metal double pointed needles to an Addi Turbo needle. What an improvement! I should fly now.
I met with a midwife at The Birth Center yesterday for my 15-week appointment. I’m healthy. The baby is healthy.
The joy of the appointment was hearing the baby kick inside of me. It sounded like a whoosh on the fetal doppler. Hopefully, in a few weeks I’ll be able to feel the wee kicks.