Showing off my little cutiepie and her freshly knitted romper! This vintagey, soft, lacey ensemble is somewhat frankensteined together, but it will do for my first try at a baby garment. I learned some things to do differently next time and despite my fledgling knitting skills, it turned out plenty adorable in the end.
I like that the pattern starts from the bottom up, calling for a cast on of 10 stitches, and increasing from there. I tried Judy’s magic cast on and it worked out perfectly. Usually, if I get interrupted while casting on (which I almost always do because Ayla cluster feeds into the wee hours), I have a tendency to mess up within the first few rows. It throws me off. It’s no big whoop if I mess up with a short cast on. But re-casting 80+ stitches, and then counting repeatedly because I get interrupted frequently is agonizing. I love this pattern for the quick start up, and also because it’s cute and easy, even for me!
When I was first learning to knit, the only way my brain could convince my fingers to purl was to use the Norwegian method. With this pattern I forced myself to learn the regular(?) purling method, and my fingers cooperated just fine. Now I can do both, which may be helpful for different stitches, so yay! I got a little carried away with my new purling trick and when it called for garter stitch, I proudly kept on going in stockinette. At the end of the first strap I realized why the pattern specifically did not call for stockinette when everything started curling like crazy. I ended up crocheting a border to anchor the edges, but all that stockinette had it’s mind made up, even after blocking. Oh well. Now I know.
Anyway, Ayla’s sweetness makes up for all of that. Part of me wants to fast forward to when she’s bigger and sleeping through the night already so I can knit and read more, and maybe even date my husband again, but of course I want her to stay little forever because knitting baby clothes is so much fun (among many other reasons ha! I mean, look at those cheeks and little thigh rolls!). It’s a real dilemma.
All these pictures… longest five minutes of her life!
Reading: A dark storm is brewing in the moors of Wuthering Heights. I wish I knew ahead of time what I was signing up for. Too late now. Pardon me, I’m off to torture my soul…
Joining Ginny this week for the yarn along!