First off, let me tell you all how much I enjoyed and appreciated reading your comments about Pickles being breech. I’m generally not on email during the weekend, and it was fun to read through everything with my coffee this morning. As of this morning (when we saw a freakishly clear outline of him when I tried to sit up in bed this morning) it is obvious he is still breech, and we’re still weighing our options. (Also? I found out this weekend that attempting to deliver breech is NOT an option, which is a nice weight off my chest.)

This weekend’s reason I wasn’t on email? Our 2-day intensive childbirth class (A whopping 15 hours of class. I have now seen things that I can never unsee.). Oh, and we finally ordered and had our new bed delivered (the beauty of living in Manhattan? Mattress delivery from 9am – Midnight, 7 days a week). Oh, and Eric assembled the beautiful crib and changing table set that was a gift from my parents. Oh, and I scrubbed down the bathroom – our weekends have been so full that it’s been pushed off, and pushed off, but I assure you, it could not wait any longer.

This means of course, that in addition to no email, there wasn’t any knitting time either. Which is fine, because I’ve put all projects on hold except for Eric’s socks and a sweater for Pickles. The picture above is the first sock from a few weeks ago. If you squint and use your imagination you can see the few inches of progress I’ve made since then:


There has been little opportunity to take pictures in any semblance of good light, so I figured I might as well take a crappy picture and show you something new. The 2nd bedroom is now looking much more like a bedroom, and much less like a storage closet (at least from this angle… I’ll show you the opposite wall after we have another go at it this upcoming weekend.)