April 13, 2011 / skippedydoodah

Excuses. Lots of Excuses.

Woooooah ok, I realise it’s been a while. 6 weeks?! Sorry ’bout that if you missed me. And if you didn’t notice at all, why didn’t you miss me?!

I have a list of fairly to extremely good excuses lined up for you, right now. Here we go.

1) About 3 days after I finished the baby blanket in the last post, my sister-in-law went into labour 5 weeks early and gave birth to my utterly smooshable little nephew. Life became a series of hospital visits while he worked up the strength to regulate his own heat and kicked the jaundice. Happy – ecstatic – to say that my sis-in-law clearly produces gold-top milk and the little dude has been putting on 1lb A WEEK since then.

2) I’ve sadly noticed that since I started working in front of a computer screen every day, I blog less. I write less. I still fuck about far too much on the general interwebs, but I have become less computer-productive and more computer-procrastinat…ive. This sucks, and it’s not really a decent excuse and I apologise if you’ve been literally sitting broken hearted and dead-eyed at your computer waiting for me to update. I think that’s very unlikely but the idea makes me snarf a little bit.

3) I can’t stop using the word ‘snarf’. Not even just online, as a half-hearted sniggering reply to a semi-funny post or message. But In Real Life. Instead of actually *laughing*, I have started saying, “snarf!” At which point people slowly back away as if I just LOLed in their face.

4) Number 3 wasn’t an excuse, and I am excusing its non-excuseness here by reclassifying it as a tangent. Which means neither is number 4. Fuck. What have I done to my list?

5) Focus, people, focus. Due to the above lack of motivation to do anything much after work than sit and eat and celebrate the Moomin going to bed BEFORE 10pm (ooooh yes, number 6 will cover this excuse shortly), my sewing machine Jerome has been gathering dust in his little plastic jacket. Instead, I’ve been knitting, which – in my world – is a slow and badly lit series of fuck ups, resulting several weeks later in something that sort of resembles the pattern it originated from. So my crafty updates haven’t really been required, hence forgetting to blog. I did make this though, to match nephew’s blanket and to keep him snuggly at night – a little stripy sleeping bag:

stripy knitted preemie sleepsuit

6) The Moomin has hit terrible toddlerdom. He’s nearly 3 (HOW IS HE NEARLY 3?!) and I’m not going to bore you with what that entails. A LOT of bargaining, brick-wall logic, procrastination, negotiation and general yelling. He doesn’t nap any more. He can somehow NOT SLEEP until late into the evening, even though Husby and I are falling asleep on our feet. This too shall pass. This too shall pass. This too shall pass. He is still as cute and clever and charming as ever. He’s just a pain in the arse, as well.

7) Excuse number 7 is a visual excuse. Here:

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Yep. Skip’s got a bun in the oven. This little squiggler is due in October and the last few months have been fairly unreal. Being pregnant kind of puts me into a bubble – a lovely, incredible, slightly moany and anxious bubble – and the online world becomes far, far less important than the real world, in which I can’t stay awake past 8am and I look like I’ve eaten too many pies.

The good news, besides having a baby, obviously, is that I am bursting with all the little newborny, autumny, snuggly things I want to sew and knit for this little womb fruit. I only started sewing when Moomin was about 6 months old, and learnt to knit the following year, and making baby stuff is my most favouritest ever thing to make. So far, baby #2 has one and a half knitted socks. Its a start.

So forgive me for my absence, and I hope/promise/intend to be around here more often from now on. You might even get some photos of me being really fat at some point. That’ll be funny, and freaky. I’m barely over 5 foot, so being full of baby (especially Moomin, who was 9lbs!) makes me look a lot like I’ve swallowed a space hopper. Look forward to that, eh?