Excuse my blurriness. We're having an evening thunderstorm (hold the tornadoes, please) so there was poor light for photographs and my flash just washed out the cabling. I went with slightly blurry.
This is the sweater I'm knitting for Anna. It's from that book using Canadian Regal yarn. I couldn't be happier with how it's turning out. The pattern is a pleasure to knit and I'm very curious as to how this will fit! This is my first Big Cable and I love how simple and intuitive it is, after a fashion. I can see how cabling can get addictive.
I bought the yarn at a small, but excellent, yarn store in Two Harbors, MN. I think it's called (help me, Rachel) Playing with Yarn or Playing with Fiber. Such a nice store, but no web presence to speak of. I like the yarn a lot. It's very sheep-y. I frequently have to pull bits of straw out of the yarn. It's never enough to be obnoxious or to mess up your gauge. Its' just enough to make you say, "Baaaa" as you knit away. For me it brings up fond memories of playing in the hayloft as a child. I'm hoping that the wool will become softer after I wash and block the sweater. It's not horribly scratchy, but it ain't no merino!
In baby news, I'm still pregnant. I had my second OB appointment today and I seem to be right on track. I'm measuring about 18 weeks, which I should, and as of last night I'm wearing maternity clothes which my doctor assures me is normal. I think I felt the baby move a bit yesterday, though I never like to say for certain until the kid is pummeling me in the kidneys at 30 weeks. I'm really starting to look forward to meeting this new little one and seeing what s/he is like.
This is our last (planned) baby and I'm having mixed feelings about waving the Baby Years good-bye. One the one hand, I really enjoy having older children. I REALLY enjoy older children. I love my babies, but they don't get to be much fun for me until they're about 18 months old or so. I'm looking forward to all of the great things you can do with older kids like this or this or this. But there's something sad about ending this period of our lives. It's probably because I don't really know how great the next stage is going to be or I'd be more excited about that than I am sad about leaving night-wakings and dirty diapers behind.
Well, in any case, I guess I have to stop having the babies at some time. If I don't stop myself, Nature will certainly do the job for me!