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My Hobby

As of Friday I was *supposed* to be on bed rest. I haven't exactly chained myself to the bed but I have been taking it easy and spending a lot of time of the hobby that I love--knitting. I don't knit with needles, however. A few years ago I discovered loom knitting and bought a set of Knifty Knitter looms. Like all crafts it takes practice and I'm pleased with the progress that I've made since my first few little hats.

Lately I've been making some things for our baby and other babies soon to be born. The first project I completed was a little orange knit hat and diaper cover to match the owl shirt I appliquéd.


I also make this little set for a friend who will soon be blessed with a baby boy.

And this Sweet Pea set is going to yet another expectant friend!


I've been lusting over everyone's super cute knit owl hats forever and finally decided to try to come up with something of my own. Here's what I made:


I also saw these cute little simple swaddled babies online and gave it a try. Not perfect still pretty sweet, I think, and just right for little hands. I'm sure I'll make more of these in the hopes that my baby girl loves dolls as much as I did.

As I was busy on all of this stuff, Jathan requested socks. So I set to work making some for him. He was pleased when he got to slip this one on this morning.

Of course, the thing about socks is that though you feel such a sense of accomplishment having finished one you must realize you're only half-way there. Sigh.


I can't decide if I want to start on the other sock or sneak in a baby headband since I found a pattern for one this morning. I suppose I should finish the sock for Jathan since I'm not sure if I'll be having a baby this week or not.

I must say, however, I wouldn't mind a little more time with the excuse to lay around and knit!
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