Bad luck Tuesday

We've had quite a day:

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(She took a tumble while rough-housing. Yikes.) She's in basically a full-body cast. No walking, no crawling, no (real) sitting, no swimming pool, and no cloth diapers until July 6! It has been so stressful, our little one in pain, all day (or so it seemed) at the doctor.

On top of that, my best lens, which I sent in for repair last November (you might remember?) spontaneously stopped focusing (in either auto or manual) today. Of course, the repair is no longer under warranty.

I can't believe I've been away from this space for as long as I have been. Up until the events of today, I was thinking, "Well, we're just finding our summer rhythm, maneuvering our way through new things," etc. What a shock to our systems today has been!

I do have peonies, and rhubarb cobbler, and our very first swim meet to write about. So, when I've recovered my nerves, I hope to be back here over the next few days to share those things!

Thoughts on a Wednesday

peach blossoms with snow

Unrelated to this post: Peach blossoms with snow on them, from about 10 days ago. Where I live, "spring" is more like "extended winter".

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Big girl and little. Fiona isn't walking yet, but she likes to do "walkies" with her big sister.

Today I'm thinking about my big girl again. Lots has been going on around here for her lately. Big transitions and rites of passage. Last month, she had her birthday and first holy communion, and this month -- it seems that I'm sending off checks right and left. I sort of feel a little complainy about how much it all costs, but I'm also just noticing what big things are going on:

~We mailed off the registration for competitive swim team this summer. At eight, she won't be the youngest child on her team by any means, but we didn't want to start a sport before now. In fact, I really felt that nine would be better (I've had this thought corroborated by so many of the parents of my cello students over the years, too). So this is our family's first foray into the world of competitive anything. We're nervous, but ever so excited about the meets!

~Elisabeth has her own cello now. It is the outgrown cello of one of my students. Elisabeth has been talking about playing cello since the day of her second birthday, and we even very briefly rented her a tiny little cello when she was three. But we realized that playing an instrument at that tender age was really not the right path for our family and the way we do things. So we waited. I thought we'd begin to look for an instrument when she was about 8 or 9, and lo and behold, one of my students sized up into a full-size right before Elisabeth turned 8. So, we now have her old 3/4 cello, and Elisabeth is practicing every day, without being asked (so far!).

~We also signed up for a homeschool enrichment program for next fall. They offer things like art, music, drama, games/PE -- things that can be sometimes harder to coordinate and fit in at home, or without a group of children. We spent some time today choosing which classes to enroll in. It's exciting, and a little scary. Elisabeth will be at her class for a full day once a week in the fall!

~In five weeks, we begin the odyssey of orthodontia. This is the "big" thing that makes me the saddest. Elisabeth has had an underbite all her life, and it hasn't self-corrected as her permanent teeth have come in. We've known for a long time that braces were going to be part of our future with her. But, it's sad to think of my little eight-year-old with a face full of braces. In the long run, it's for the best. But it's reminding me again of how bittersweet this whole growing up thing is.

Birthday party goodness

{Thanks so much for all your sympathy about my photos. We haven't had the chance to try retrieving anything from the memory card yet, but I'm not holding out too much hope. It's a really devastating thing to have happen, but I'm at least glad that it was only 6 months worth of photos and not more.}

Last weekend we celebrated Elisabeth's 8th birthday with a party for her friends.

This was the first time we'd held a birthday party "away from home", so to speak. I took the five girls to a paint-your-own pottery studio. It was a lot of fun! The added bonus was that I didn't have to plan any activities or do any clean up. :)

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our friend's penguin

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Afterward, we came back to the house for cupcakes & ice cream, presents, and some outdoor play before the girls' parents came to pick them up. This was really the funnest and most relaxing (from my perspective) party we've hosted. It was great!

goodie bags

homemade goodie bags

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This year, because we'd painted pottery which the girls will get to keep, the contents were just the marigolds to plant, and chocolate-covered sunflower seeds. Simple, but plenty, I think.

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flowers on the table, from our gardens

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place setting -- it seems that all we have to drink out of anymore are jars, but they are pretty!

I love to host a fun party, and this one was really successful, which was very gratifying.

Something sacred

This weekend, in addition to her eighth birthday, we celebrated another milestone in Elisabeth's life: her First Holy Communion. It was an exciting, sacred day; one that we had been preparing for in a fairly active way since the beginning of the school year.

I don't really have a lot to say about it here, because it's obviously part of our family's personal religious tradition, other than the fact that it was so moving to see our daughter having grown into a very reverent young lady. Otherwise, I'm mostly sharing it in this space because it was beautiful and a detail of our lives that I don't want to forget.

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We had her hair up in rag curls the night before. (Thanks to my friend Meghan for teaching us how earlier in the week! I love you, M!)

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Most of the girls wore flowers in their hair.

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Our church is so pretty.

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The children each made banners, which will remain in the church throughout the Easter season. They were a collaboration between the children and a professional artist in our church, who transferred the children's designs and concepts to fabric and other media, and quilted, appliqued, and put them together beautifully. This one is Elisabeth's. I wish I had more pictures so you could see how amazing they all looked hanging together!

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Elisabeth's dress was from Strasburg Children. It was a long search for us, because we wanted something cotton and fairly simple. I found a coupon on Retail Me Not, which was helpful! Her necklace had been a baptism gift eight years ago from her Godmother.

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What a joyful thing it is to be welcomed to the Lord's table! We've all been so excited all week.

PS: If a first communion is coming up in your future, we really enjoyed reading the book Today I Made My First Communion by Dianne Ahern. It contains all the information, but it's a storybook format, so it keeps it all interesting, and has a section in the back for recording the details of your child's first communion day.

Eight years old!

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Today my oldest child turned eight. Eight! I know it's hard to really comprehend this when you hear someone say it -- it's hard for me to "get" it when other mothers say this about their children -- but she really was just a newborn. I still remember her tiny baby self. And, oh! The delicious toddler that she was! She filled my heart with joy every single day.... Except for the times when I wanted to rip my hair out in frustration, looking at this intense little person who was demanding that I step up and be a better mother, a better person, my best self. She still demands this of me every day. And I'm so grateful for it.

I've already written about my feelings of grief about her growing up. Two years ago, at six, she was still very much in that "early childhood" place. Not so today. Today she is a big girl who can cook, sew a straight seam, and make hilarious sarcastic comments.

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My pride and frustration in her both continue to overwhelm me at times. But mostly pride. This girl is beautiful, gracious, reverent, funny, compassionate, determined, thoughtful, innocent, intelligent, and, frankly, the most amazing person I know. Eight years ago, I fell in love with her in a way I never expected. And today, I love her so much more.

Happy, happy day, lovely Elisabeth.

Four years old!

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Today we have a four-year-old boy in our house. I can hardly believe it! It seems both much less than four years and yet such a long time since that snowy morning of his birth, just a day after my blessingway.

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I've loved getting to know my son, and the person he's becoming, even more this past year as he's developed into such a magical, sweet little kid. He's in the most challenging stage of my three right now, but I'm looking forward to what four will bring. Certainly new challenges, but new delights, just as certainly.

So much love to my big boy this day.

sometimes it's hard, this growing up thing

I've been feeling melancholy lately, especially over the last week. My oldest child is about to turn eight, and my baby is a year old. Even a couple of years ago, I looked at Elisabeth's childhood as something that stretched out indefinitely before us. I identified myself as the mama of little ones, and was so comfortable in that role that I kind of assumed it would be like this forever. And right now, I'm feeling a bit of horror as I realize that this "forever" that I imagined I had with my babies is very, very far from being any kind of "forever". I worry that I haven't been looking enough at the "big picture" -- of what kind of eventual teenagers and adults I'm raising, looking only at the picture of them as little ones.

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And I feel a little bit shocked that it's coming so fast, worrying about whether I savored Elisabeth's babyhood and small childhood enough. Was I on the computer too much? Did I choose to do something else over paying attention to her? I'm just painfully processing the fact that she's no longer the little one she was even two years ago. It's very hard.

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So. That's where I am. Sharing handmade birthday gifts and pretties here in this space just hasn't been on my mind; I'm needing to wallow in the fact that my first baby is growing up so quickly. It's quite a thing to work through.

See you soon, though I can't guarantee what I'll be writing about.

xoxox

One year old!

Right now, I'm listening to a one-year-old girl squeal with delight as her siblings push her around in a wagon. It's hard for me to believe it's been a year since that magical morning of her birth. But here we are, a year later. I need to remember not to wish these days with my little ones away. They go too fast anyway!

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This morning we enjoyed our usual birthday rituals.

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Fiona was really excited about the birthday ring.

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But not as excited about the crown. Despite patiently wearing hats just about every day of her life, it proved to be too much to ask. ;)

the only crown shot without her hands on it!

Today, we'll celebrate our littlest one all day. We'll eat her favorite foods (this week, she really likes broccoli and bananas), make her a cake (the applesauce cake from this favorite cookbook, but adapted -- with Kyrie's guidance -- to be wheat-free since we think Fiona may have reacted to wheat a few weeks ago), and open some gifts (mostly handmade, so there will be some sharing here next week!).

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Happy birthday, my silly, sweet, snuggly one. I love you with all my heart.

2009, a retrospective {part 1}

I hope you all are not tired of 2009 wrap-ups. I know I'm a bit late, but bear with me -- I've been so very sick for so long, it's making me feel really behind. Anyway, I have had a 2009 retrospective on the creating end of things in mind for a while now, but I still want to photograph a last couple of things, so I thought I would start with the life part. And of course there's some overlap.

January

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Quiet days at home. Knitting the bunting. Visits with friends. Cooking, freezing, nesting. Sewing. Contractions. Waiting.

February

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More contractions. More waiting. More knitting. Elisabeth's first sleepover (away). My blessingway. My birthday. Fiona Catherine. Bliss.

March

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Holed up, insulated, babymooning. James turns three. Huge snowstorm. Snuggling on the couch with the baby and lots of wool while the others are out in it. Seedlings.

April

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Stepping, ever so tentatively, out of the fog. Elisabeth turns seven. Seedlings (still). Fiona's baptism. My husband decides to finish his doctorate afterall. Dozens of tulips!

May

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happy may day!

Going a-Maying. Enjoying our yard and gardens. Struggling to find a rhythm. Re-reading some of my favorite books. Elisabeth learns to ride a two-wheeler.

June

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Peonies! Swimming lessons every morning. Fiona rolls over. Remembering to slow down. Roses.

July

4th

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Still at the pool every morning, knitting in tow. A rainy 4th of July. Camping. Sewing. Second grade workshop. Catharsis.

August

10 years

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10 years! Fiona sits up. Stress. Exhaustion. Computer break (oh-so-good!). My sister's baby shower. Sewing.

September

at the pool

orchard

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Holding on to the last bits of summer. habit. Return to homeschooling. Apple orchard (twice), and apple pies. Classes for both children. My new niece.

October

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Our belated Michaelmas celebration. Eurythmy. Knitting. Lots of snow. Hot cocoa many days. New high chair cushions, and Fiona's first solid foods. Marathon costume sewing. Jack-o-lanterns. Halloween. My favorite month.

November

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NaBloPoMo. Church linens. Elisabeth's first sleepover (at home). Simplicity Parenting. Martinmas. Sweaters. Book reviews. Thinking ahead to advent and Christmas. Giving thanks. Making dolls.

December

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My shop. habit (december). King Winter. Helen's baptism. Fun with family. My husband's graduation. Sickness (lots and lots of sickness). Small miracles. Late Christmas cards. Last-minute gift making. Stillness; peace; silence. The richness of tradition. Joy

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Right now

Awed by the connections we all have: the way my life looks very much like yours, and yours like mine -- we're all in this thing, aren't we?

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Happy new year, friends. May 2010 (which I refuse to pronounce "twenty-ten", by the way) be your best yet.

My next post will be the creating retrospective. And I'd still like to share a few things that we did in December, in between all the sickness. And then it will be new material for the new year, I promise.

xo

Exactly as it is now

Sorry for my long absence from this space. It has been a whirlwind couple of weeks, with sickness, making, celebrating, and living. I'll get to more of that in the coming days. But for today, I have something different I want to share.

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I was talking to my wise friend Meghan today, and she made this comment: "This moment will never be exactly as it is now." So true. There's so much to hold onto in these days with our small ones. There is an art to this -- to recognizing that every moment, whether happy or sad or angry or just ordinary, is magical in its uniqueness. These moments that make up our lives come and go -- they're so fleeting. And somehow a few of them will stand out in the course of a life, memories that never fade. What would it be like if every moment was like that? Fully lived, remembered, treasured?

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These pictures are from today's very ordinary afternoon. My older two children were outside playing in the snow, and I was trying to get Fiona down for her nap. I looked at her and thought about how she will never again be as she was in that moment: exactly that chubby, exactly that pink, exactly that combination of curious, sleepy, content, busy. She will never be exactly 10 months and 4 days, ever again.

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I made a choice at that moment, to love it, just as it was. Not to get sentimental and bittersweet about it, but to just live it. Fiona and Mama, this afternoon, laying down for a nap.

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Just exactly as we were.

A little bit about croup, and other thoughts

Some of you saw my post at habit today and wrote me (or commented here) with words of comfort and support about James's croup. Thank you so much. I'm so grateful for your thoughtfulness and, as always, the willingness of a group of perfect strangers to reach out.

I have some thoughts about croup that I wanted to share here, because it's something we've been through a lot in our house. (I've heard that some children are a lot more prone to it than others, based upon the unique physiology of their individual windpipes.) Elisabeth was extremely prone to croup until she was about five. In fact, every cold she had (which, thankfully, hasn't been too many -- she's a really healthy little one) always ended with a cough, and then croup. James has been less likely to have a cold progress that way, but he still gets it a couple times a winter.

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Any parent who's had a croupy child will tell you that it can be terrifying to be awakened at 2am by a child's barking cough and desperate attempts to draw a breath. Over time, we've tried a lot of different things to help with symptoms. The best thing for croup really is sitting in a steamy bathroom (we run the shower with the hottest water we have) for 10 minutes, followed by 10 minutes out in the cold night air. We tried a steroid one time about 5 years ago with Elisabeth, and it really didn't help any better than the steam-to-cold routine (and our doctor told us it probably wouldn't -- but we were desperate one particularly bad night). I have a few trusted homeopathic remedies that we use for croup now, after years of trial and error (I recommend these three books -- particularly the first one -- if you are interested in learning more about homeopathic and other natural remedies for a wide range of ailments), we have a favorite (very effective!) natural commercial cough syrup, and depending on the child and the situation, sometimes a hot tea or infusion is helpful. But really, taking the time to run the shower, sit in the steam, wrap the two of us in a quilt, and go sit outside, has been the most effective thing of all.

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Most of all, it's just taken a shift in perspective. Of course I want my child to be healthy, and of course I'd rather be tucked into my own warm bed than sitting outside in the cold. But there is something a little bit sacred in taking the time to tend to a child in this way. In a way, it has come to represent a part of our wintertime rhythm, this ritual of croup. And there is such unexpected grace in sitting outside on our glider, cuddled together in quilts, my wee one and I. Just the two of us, looking at the stars, and sharing bits of wonder that we might not otherwise have the opportunity to share. In moments like this, I feel uplifted and strong in my mothering, these quiet moments that lend themselves to an opening, an intimacy between parent and child.

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A few other things tonight:

+As many of you may already know, something special is going on at habit this month. All 33 guests from the whole year are joining Molly and Emily there this month. That means there could be as many as 35 voices there each day in December! I'm so very inspired -- and a little bit awed that I'm one of those women.

+My lens is finally back! I just pulled it out of the box this afternoon and all appears to be well! I am so happy that I won't have to "make it work" with a macro lens anymore.

+Thank you for your warm reception to my shop yesterday! I'm excited that a couple of people have already broken the ice with purchases, but there are still dolls and bags available! (And I promise, I won't be talking about the shop every day from here on out!)

+I'm happy to announce that tomorrow evening I'll be hosting a guest blogger in this space, a woman who has been a mentor to me in my own mothering. I can't wait to see what she has to say.

And I'll be back on Friday!

Look who came to dinner!

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she likes to do the spoon herself

new experience

An exciting development in our house over the last couple of weeks or so has been Fiona's first solid foods. We waited a little longer with her than is average (she was right at eight months). This was mostly because she wasn't showing any interest until close to the end of October and I didn't want to push her into it. Current recommendations for beginning solids with breastfed babies can be found here.

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yummy!

sweet potatoes {first solid food}

Just like her older sister and brother, Fiona's first solid food was sweet potatoes, which she gobbled right up! We've quickly moved to other fruits and vegetables.

We've been getting lots of use out of the bibs that were gifted to us -- the ones you see in this post were made by my friend Laura and by Erin.

being a little saucy

playing in the sweet potatoes

And this little ladybug bowl was a baby gift from Melissa, and it's one of my favorite things ever. We give Fiona all of her meals using it.

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I make all my own baby food, and use a combination of sources for information on feeding solids. My two favorites are Whole Foods for Babies and Toddlers and Super Baby Food. Whole Foods for Babies and Toddlers is a bit more laid back, but has helpful information about incorporating solid foods into baby's day without replacing breastmilk (which should be the primary source of nutrition for the first 12 months of life). It also has some of our favorite recipes, including our go-to birthday cake recipe. Super Baby Food is more of a regimen. It's perfect for Type A mamas who need some real structure to follow. I followed it almost to the letter when Elisabeth was a baby, and I've referred to it often since then, although as I've gotten to be a more experienced (and relaxed) mama, I don't feel like I need such a strict regimen anymore. Just FYI, the information in there about the age to begin solids is a bit outdated and the breastfeeding advice in it isn't too great, but otherwise, it's been a really good resource.

Anyway, what fun to share a love of eating good food with our littlest one. We're all looking forward to many, many happy family meals to come!

One little, two little, three little...

...Indians!

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Elisabeth requested an Indian costume this year, and since we're still all about the matchy-matchy, James quickly followed suit. (He really would do almost anything to be like his most beloved older sister. At least for now. It's so sweet!)

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I don't know what the original seed for this costume inspiration was, but Elisabeth had something extremely specific in mind. Given the fact that this isn't very popular costume choice anymore, there were only two pattern choices among the major pattern brands carried by our local craft store. This one (McCall's M5953) was selected because it looked slightly more acceptable than the other choice. ;)

barely contained excitement

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I had all the supplies (which included that cool embroidered faux-suede and four spools of "Native American" ribbon) in hand by the second week of October, and began tracing the patterns and cutting out the fabric. But some complications arose over the last 10 days or so -- some stresses that don't really have a place here, but suffice it to say that my mind was elsewhere -- and I didn't start sewing until 9pm on October 30. Yes, that's right. 9pm the night before. I sewed until 4 in the morning. And then I got up at 8:00 and sewed for 8 more hours. (With breaks to nurse the baby and not much else.) I would not recommend this.

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However, I love, love, love these costumes. You all know that I am a rather extreme perfectionist and tend to be pretty critical of what I make. Sometimes I go back and read what I've written here and it sounds like I find fault with all of my work! However, I assure you that these costumes were impressive even to my eye. I was so pleased with them!

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And, even more fortunately, they met with approval from my toughest little critic, as well. And what a fantastic Halloween evening to set out in a mama-made Indian costume with a belly full of soup and a neighborhood full of kind people. I was surprised (happily so) to see how little gory, gross, creepy stuff we encountered. Nothing like a sweet, happy, neighborly, handmade Halloween to restore your optimism and faith in the goodness of the world. 

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PS: Fiona's costume was just a little raglan sleeve tunic that I came up with. I bought all the faux-leather fringe they had at our local JoAnn, and it still wasn't quite enough for her little dress to have any, and I ran out of time for pants. But she only wore it for 10 minutes, so that's OK. A few more photos of the kids in their costumes here.

Jack came to town

Jack-o-lantern, that is.

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This was the tenth year in a row that my friend Rebecca and I have carved pumpkins together. Rebecca pointed it out, and it hardly seems possible ... but it seems that it really has been that long! Anyway, from the days of the two of us working together as bank tellers -- me, a recent college graduate and newlywed, she a recent high school graduate and transplant to our state -- to the current crazy mix of husbands, babies, dogs, cats, and -- well, always the original Martha by Mail pumpkin carving kit we used that first year. Always a simple dinner of pasta, salad, and bread. And always laughter.

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From fancy Pumpkin Masters designs to simple, traditional designs of our own (and our favorite inspiration in the last couple of years from this book), we may have a friendship that was originally built on pumpkin carving, but it's so much more now. I love you, Rebecca!

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carving so carefully

This year was the first that Elisabeth designed and carved her own pumpkins. (Some of these came from our garden, too!) What a mix of pride and terror trepidation there was in this mama's heart as I watched her have at it with the little knives. Oooh, but what joy and pride in my girl's eyes, to see her staying up late with the grown-ups, carving away.

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And matching her grin to her pumpkin's:

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How I love Jack and the memories he brings.

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Tomorrow: a full costume report!

The Bird Dresses

Last month I promised photos and information about Fiona's little birdie sundress. We finally had some nice days recently so I got some more pictures, although my littlest girl was a fairly unwilling model!

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The dresses are made using Park Slope birds fabric, which is now out-of-print. I'd been holding onto these three yards (one of the apricot and two of the turquoise) for a long time.

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The patterns I used were found here. Fiona's was "Baby Annie" by Primrose Lane, which I adjusted to have shoulder buttons only (no back buttons), and Elisabeth's was "Louise" by The Children's Corner.

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Rattle made by Papa Urchin! (And really that's a link to Mama Urchin, but I figure many of you already know Jennifer.) As an aside, I am once again so grateful for the generosity and handmade goodness that was shared with me and Fiona. You all blow me away.

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I made Elisabeth's without the pintucks on the skirt. The skirt of Elisabeth's was also shorter than I intended because I made a mistake cutting, and didn't have enough fabric to re-cut the skirt pieces. I ended up doing a rolled hem on the serger rather than a traditional blind-stitched hem as I did on Fiona's dress.

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The buttons on both girls' dresses are vintage from my stash. The ones on Fiona's shoulders are favorites of mine which I had been saving with sundress shoulders specifically in mind for more than three years!

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The placket on Elisabeth's dress gave me a great deal of frustration (there was some swearing) the night I was working on it. It could have been the late hour, or it could have been the instructions, but I tried and failed about four times before giving up. An online search for sewing plackets yielded me an amazing result and led me to my new favorite site, Children's Fashion Workshop. Thanks to Erin's wonderful tutorial, I made the placket the next morning and it was smooth sailing! (Erin's blog is beautiful, too. She's just the kind of person I'd imagine a mother bird would be.) And thanks to her, the placket turned out great.

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These pictures of Fiona really remind me of the paintings of the Dutch Masters. (Oh, did I just compare my little old photography to Vermeer? I think I did just commit that faux pas.) But just look at my old fashioned-looking baby, and the light and shadow. See what I mean? I thought you might. ;)

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I love these dresses. Even more, I love seeing my children wearing, using, something I've made with my own hands. But most of all? I love these two sisters.

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Seen

Some things that have been seen around here lately:

seen: costuming

Costuming in the works!

seen: baby

Some cute baby-ness, just because.

seen: star

The shadow of a star.

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The turning of some leaves.

seen: knitting

Knitting. Of course!

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Some thoughts:

~I forgot to mention on Wednesday that this is out now. I'm super excited about it, although my pre-order hasn't arrived yet. I should learn my lesson and never pre-order, because I always receive my pre-orders days and days after the release day. I must live too far from any distribution sites.

~TypePad must have received a number of complaints similar to mine, because they have sort of compromised and made replying directly to comments a bit easier again. Not quite as nice as before, but at least it's something.

~And speaking of comments, I can see on my stats that lots and lots of you are still visiting, but feeling a little bit shy about commenting. Don't be! I love to hear from you. It really makes my day -- hearing your feedback, and this little conversation of ours. And I truly appreciate those of you who do take a little time out of your own day to say hi to me. Truly, truly.

Edited to add: The hat was made by Shelley! We have been lucky enough to have two of her hats and they are our very favorite.

A little bit of Vanilla

Some of you on a feed reader may have already seen an earlier version of this post, pre-pictures, thanks to one of my little helpers. Hopefully it looks better now!

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Here is our newest diaper cover. OK, at this point, it's not very new. I cast it on in May and finished it in June. It's the Vanilla diaper soaker (sorry, apparently only a Ravelry link on this) by Kelly Brooker.

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I'd had this little diaper cover and dress duo in mind since about the middle of March (more on the dress in another post), and I'm glad I finally executed it! Cuteness abounds!

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{edited to add: the blanket here was a gift from sarah, and the ball was a gift from another sarah! you blogging ladies have touched our lives in so many ways that your presence is everywhere. xoxo}

The pattern was easy and well-written (and so very clever!). I made the size Medium (which is a little bit big, but she'll definitely grow into it!) using Malabrigo worsted in the Tiger Lily colorway. This particular skein of Malabrigo seemed to be on the lighter side (meaning a bit "thinner" than usual), so the ribbing on the legs and waist, despite being worked on a size 5 needle, has stretched out more than I would have liked. The next time I wash it, I will probably try to reshape it a bit better.

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Even with the slightly lighter feel of this skein, Malabrigo has become my diaper cover standby yarn. It's so soft, and since diaper covers generally use one skein or less (Malabrigo comes with around 210 yards per skein), it's a nice way to try out different colorways and keep my itchy fingers going on a project which doesn't cost an arm and a leg.

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And, well, we really use them! I get so many questions from so many of you about diapering. Why do we use cloth? Why do we use wool in particular? Is that scratchy/hot? How do we get it clean? So I thought I'd answer a few of those questions here.

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diapers

{these were actually James's diapers until fairly recently. they're still a size too big for Miss Fiona.}

Why do we use cloth? There are so many reasons to use cloth. The long-term cost and the environmental impact of cloth are both less than with disposables. I'm not going to get all preachy here, because we have used some disposables, too, in our time. If you would like more information on the environmental impact of cloth vs. disposables, I thought this was a good source. Of course, there's a third option, too, which is even less costly and even more environmentally conscious -- the elimination communication ("EC") or diaper-free method, which Meg is using happily with her little one. Obviously EC takes some commitment, as well as a bit of a paradigm shift about babies and diapering. However, the reason I've never tried EC -- and one of my personal reasons for cloth diapering -- is that I just can't resist the entire cloth diapering aesthetic. I know that sounds funny -- it's a recepticle for waste! -- but I really, really love our cloth diapers. There's nothing in the world (to me) like that big cloth-diapered baby bum. And the wool diaper covers. They make me swoon. Which brings me to...

Why do we use wool? When we were making the decision to cloth diaper, it was very clear to me that if I was going to commit to it, I would need to "go all the way" -- using only natural fibers. I have known lots of cloth-diapering mamas who can't stand wool covers and really love their PUL and other synthetic ones. But for me, that's just it. They're synthetic. Since I only wear natural fibers, and since my children only wear natural fibers, it never made sense to me to put something synthetic in the diaper area. Wool diaper covers do take a bit of extra work -- handwashing -- but they are breathable and most often very soft. (It's also good to note that many cloth diapering companies suggest handwashing synthetic covers as well, in order to keep them from wearing out as fast.) Wool really is the wonder fiber -- soft and amazingly absorbent. It can absorb 35% of its own weight before feeling damp. Once a wool diaper cover is broken in, I find that we never get any leaks at all. It's also naturally antibacterial, and breathable -- unlike the synthetic fibers used in other types of diaper covers, or even disposable diapers.

Wool diaper cover

{baby James -- in LANACare -- way back when}

Isn't it scratchy, irritating, or hot? The types of wool generally used for diaper covers are not as scratchy as some commercial wools. The owner of Green Mountain Diapers says that she used to consider herself to be allergic to wool before she encountered "diaper wool". My children -- even James, who had many allergies and sensitivities as a baby, and the horrible eczema to go with them -- have never had problems with irritation or sensitivity to their diaper covers. Also, the actual cotton diaper is between them and the majority of the cover. Wool is definitely an insulating fiber. However, it's breathable, and so less hot than other diapering options. We haven't noticed our babies being particularly hot or sweaty! On the contrary, I have noticed their skin remaining quite cool under their diapers. One thing to keep in mind is that wool is breathable, unlike other diapering options (either PUL or other synthetic covers for cloth diapers, or disposables), so it's actually less hot than those options.

Are wool covers a pain to clean? No. In the rare occasion that poop gets on them, I just take care of it right away (or as soon as possible), rinsing it and using a bit of mild olive-oil bar soap on the spot. Otherwise, we wash (and re-lanolize) them about once a month. Because of wool's antibacterial properties, they really don't get stinky! Here are the washing instructions I have been using for many years.

Do handknit covers work as well as commercially-knit covers? They do take a bit more breaking in. But I like them a lot! There is a forum on Ravelry that discusses different kinds of yarn that are suitable to diaper covers, and I've found that very helpful.

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Don't hesitate to ask if you have further questions! You can check back for my answers in the comments to this post.

Swim

swim

This summer my girl has become a real swimmer. And she's learned to ride a two-wheeler. And she's shot up like the weeds that I'm constantly battling in our garden. I'm a little stunned, really, that she's suddenly a big seven-year-old. I suddenly realize that I don't remember her being a baby anymore. Was she ever so tiny and buttery-soft, the way her baby sister is?

Will I just blink my eyes one day and find that my little fishy has, indeed, swum?

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Other notes for today:

+I got a lot of questions about camping with kids after this post. Alicia was way more on top of it than I was, and made this awesome post full of camping tips. Basically, she said everything I would have said, only more clearly, since my brain is in a fog this week. Anyway, the way we camp with our wee ones is not really "roughing it". It's more like setting up a home-away-from-home. Like Alicia's family, we are state park campers, and we love the air mattresses, the organized camp boxes, the roomy tent. The canopy above the picnic table is an invaluable addition. We like bathrooms, because our oldest simply cannot go to the bathroom outside, try as she might. My husband and I used to rough it more, but we have found that it's just easier with little ones to make it feel homey and familiar. I love Alicia's tip about eating well, too. 5 days on hot dogs just doesn't cut it. We make simple, real food while camping. It's easy, and there are lots of websites that offer tips on that. But basically, familiar recipes with short ingredient lists work very well.

+I'm cautiously optimistic about my technical difficulties. Scary stuff, though. I lost a lot of photos to that little drama. I see that there is recovery software for corrupted photos, but I'm not anxious to allocate $30 or $40 to it right now, since I have to buy a new compact flash card as it is. I'm hoping to get caught up both here and at near:far very soon.

+During this unintentional break, I've been sick as a dog. Really, so sick with one of those nasty, depressing summer colds.

+My shop update is coming along, very slowly. Being sick has made sewing feel undesirable this week.

+We've had some amazing and crazy weather around here lately. Two nights ago, we had a storm that was part thunderstorm, part tornado, part hurricane. (OK, not really hurricane, since we live miles and miles away from any ocean.) Lots of trees in our neighborhood fell, and many people had broken windows and worse. We were luckily spared the worst of the storm.

Making camp

wildflowers

We spent a lovely few days camping this weekend. A lot of our friends have commented on our "bravery" for taking new babies camping, but it's something we've always done and enjoy doing. Over the years, we've discovered what kinds of camping situations work well for our family -- where we like to go, for how long, what we need to bring to make it comfortable and fun for everyone, etc. We have it down to a system at this point.

So we spent a lovely few days playing, enjoying one another's company without other requirements or pulls at our attention, just focusing on one another. It was perfect.

knitting in the tent

We did a little knitting,

hanging out

and a lot of lying around nursing in the tent,

played many games of picture bingo,

jumping off rocks

jumped off rocks,

campsite

made our campsite beautiful,

ground

listened to the sounds of our feet walking on a soft bed of pine needles,

reading in the tent

read some of our favorite books,

snuggled by the campfire,

marshmallows

ate just a few marshmallows,

listened to the rain falling on our tent,

rainbow (photo by elisabeth)

and then saw a rainbow,

walking stick

found a new favorite walking stick,

and so many other favorite things.

This year my husband is working on his dissertation and I'm single-parenting most of the time. So this dedicated family time was welcomed (and needed) by all of us.

Like anything out of the ordinary, it's hard to say goodbye and come home, and a little hard to adjust back into "regular" life, even after only a few days. But I also think that happy family times like these are what carry us when things get a little tedious or stressful on a daily basis. I feel like every positive thing we do with our children, no matter how small, helps to create that family "culture" that we really long for. That's why something as small as a weekend camping trip is such a special thing, and gives me so much to think about. It takes us a step out of the ordinary, and refreshes my parenting, reminds me of the small things that help to make a day special, helps me to recommit to things that had perhaps slipped a little in my daily interactions with my children.

Now the camping gear has been stowed on a shelf in the garage, and I don't think we'll get out to the woods again this year. But what a good time it was!

sunset

{I promised some shop news this week, and the news I have is a little disappointing -- I'm not ready to put it up yet. I don't know how I always think things are going to happen so much faster than they actually do! Anyway, I still have a lot of sewing left to do, but I really would like to get it all up and ready soon! I will be sure to announce it here in plenty of time. I'm thinking early next week. Thank you all again for your enthusiastic support!}

A bonnet for the babe

bonnet 

I'm a real hat mama. I insist that my wee ones wear hats nearly all the time during the first year of life -- and a lot of the time thereafter. ;) A lot of people ask me about this -- it's less and less common, it seems, to keep babies in hats. I have a lot of reasons for it -- to protect my (bald!) babies' delicate skin, to help keep their temperature regulated, because it's an old tradition (and I'm nothing if not into old tradtions!). But perhaps the biggest reason for me? They are just so very cute!

bonnet

I made this bonnet for Fiona last week. The pattern is Amy Karol's bonnet pattern (available here, click "shop"). I love this pattern -- this is the second time I've made it, and I'd like to make it again. (The first one I made was for a friend of Elisabeth's about a year ago -- here.) The pattern is so simple, and is designed in a way that you can hardly help but have it turn out well. It's that easy!

This bonnet is a little bit too big for Fiona -- my babies have all had fairly small heads. Next time, I will probably alter the back of the pattern to be a bit narrower.

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The fabric I used is Park Slope by Erin McMorris, which, sadly, is not being printed anymore and is getting harder to find. The ribbon is some vintage acetate ribbon from my stash, which I had to hem because it was so very, very ravelly!

bonnet crown

Because the fabric is directional, but the pattern was written to be cut as a single piece, I ended up cutting two pieces and seaming them together at the crown. I wish that I had done it so that those tiny edges of birds didn't show, but otherwise, I like the way it turned out.

it's so cute i have to take pictures of it from every angle

Really, the bonnet is so cute that I can't resist it.

sweet girl

Even more irresistable is the baby cuteness in the bonnet!

Here's to babies in hats, and a summer of more bonnets to come.

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Thank you all so much for your encouragement about my upcoming shop! I'm excited to get everything finished and get the shop up! I'm still aiming for next week.