I just wanted to post this photo, which is much more appropriate than the last one, of the cape I crocheted for my sister in law, only this time there’s…
In keeping with my habit of being late, I thought I’d just now post about a concert we went to this summer. When I saw that Edward Sharpe and the…
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Quick, what thoughts enter your mind when you hear the term “sweater curse?” Witchcraft? A sweater with an intarsia “#@!!” worked on the front of it? Bill Cosby? Me,…
I am back in the cabling groove, but I still need a project for all the times I multi-task knit. Drift’s Ridge , by Teresa Gregorio, is that project. Since…
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I cant think too hard about this topic. I will start to bawl. haha. Being a mom is funny because you sometimes think "oh I cant wait till they're old enough to need me less, then I can do my own thing". But I know I'll cry when that day actually comes.
Aw, dangit,,,Now I'm getting teary eyed.
=)
Sorry to say it, but you will cry. I am mid thirties-ish now and have dreams that they are still babies. When I wake up I feel sad. The first year they were both in school I sort of shuffled around the house, like a ghost, when they were gone. Ha. It's one of the few things in life that I really truly believe I was made to do- be a mom. Luckily you are taking lots of photos now. I didn't for a few important years there and regret it now.