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I’m back and  ready to rejoin the blogging world!!! I’ve actually been ready for a long time but with two munchkins at home with me now time for extra activities like writing  is not something I come by easily. As I started thinking about blogging again I thought about how much I have changed in the past year since I have had my son. It seemed to me that I needed a different blog name that suited me more. While I really liked the name Knit and Wit, it added a lot of pressure to my blog posts to make them funny or witty and sometimes I just want to write about my day or my knitting projects and there isn’t always funny tid bits to add in. When I introduce myself to people there are pretty much two things I always say about myself….I am a mother and I am a knitter. Woolly Mama seemed to fit me much better. So here were are…same person (more or less), same blog about knitting and motherhood, new name….I hope you enjoy it and visit often!

I finished a project lately that really tugged at my heart strings more than many of my projects. I knit my son who is almost one a blanky. Not an afghan meant to toss on a bed or the back of a couch but a blanky that is meant to be snuggled and drug around everywhere with him. It is meant to comfort and keep him warm, be puked and peed on, be a cape or tent, protect him from monsters and sooth his sick little body. It will hopefully be his favorite blanky and it was made by his Mama with more love than I think I have knit into anything.

When my daughter was born there were many blankets knit and crocheted and for her. I of course had my favorite made by a dear friend of mine who is a very talented knitter that I pushed on my daughter while she was too young to care but eventually a different blanky crocheted by my Mom won out as her favorite (you can read about that fiasco at my old blog ) and that is the one that must go everywhere with us and no other children are allowed to touch because they might spit on it or something. I have a favorite blanky as well that my Grammy Cramer crocheted for me. I slept with it until the day I got married. I still have it…hidden in a safe place and when life gets to be too much I will pull it out and snuggle it for a few minutes…flipping the soft flaps between my fingers like I use to. There is not much than can comfort and relax me quite like my blanky can. In my book blankies are very special items.

Being the second kid you get the shaft in a lot of areas and  I guess the blanky area is one of them…that and I’m sure people thought I was making him one myself. Knitting blankets is a huge commitment. It takes a lot longer to knit one than to crochet so I’ll admit I was really hoping someone else would make him one. So this past winter I decided Oliver needed a blanky, so I went to my local yarn shop and picked out colors of yarn that matched his bedroom and chose a chevron blanket pattern that matched the bedding in his room and I set to work. I just recently finished the project. It was a great project because the pattern was easy to memorize so it made for nice TV knitting. It just took a long time to finish and there were also a lot of other projects thrown in the mix while the blanky was being made.

As I started knitting I became almost addicted to this pattern. As I said it was a nice relaxing pattern because it was easy and didn’t require a lot of thought but I also just wanted to finish it so badly for him. As a woman we have the incredible privilege of growing a life inside our bodies and bringing that life into the world. Many of us then get to sustain that little life by feeding them milk directly from our own bodies. It truly is an incredible and profound thing. While I was knitting this blanky I couldn’t help but think how amazing it was that I could provide warmth for him. With my skills and my body I could theoretically provide just about everything this little guy truly needs and that this blanky is just one more way he can feel comforted by  his Mama even when I’m not with him.

Normally when I’m knitting something if I make a mistake I have a hard time leaving it there even if others wont notice it. It is really an issue sometimes because I can get a little obsessive and loose precious sleep fixing a mistake that no one else would ever notice and if I don’t fix it then the mistake just glares at me every time I look at the finished item. I did go back and fix some really big mistakes in this blanket (the pattern was so easy that I often completely stopped paying attention and would realize I have gotten off somewhere along the way) but there were a few points where I didn’t notice the mistake until it was so far back that  I would have had to ripe out more than half my work to fix it and the mistake was very small. I would hold the blanket up and stare at it, agonizing over whether or not to fix it. Mike would tell me it wasn’t noticeable and to leave it and I would still agonize over it. I ended up leaving some of the mistakes and I’m glad I did. It makes the blanky even more home made looking and more human in a way. I hope it will show Oliver someday that it is ok to make mistakes, that we can learn from them and that our mistakes can give up character and make us unique. I think in a way this blanky not being perfect helped me to grow as a knitter. As a little side note  (really only knitting people will appreciate this) I also grew working on this project because I was very disciplined and wove in all my ends as I went along with the project which I NEVER do…it was so nice to just be done when I bound off at the end of the project.

I gave the blanky to Oliver a few weeks ago and he seemed to really like it. He is still a bit young to carry it around with him all the time and be very attached to it but I hope he grows to love it and cherish it because I’m not sure I have ever knit anything that has evoked so much emotion in me. There was so much love knit in this little blanky that I’m almost positive when I lay it over him at night he feels like I’m giving him an extra good night hug.

 

The colors are navy blue (looks a little black here), grey, orange and aqua which are the main colors in Oliver's room.

The colors are navy blue (looks a little black here), grey, orange and aqua which are the main colors in Oliver’s room.

 

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I think he likes it!

I think he likes it!

 

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