Welcome to my kitchen table for a cup of refreshing peppermint tea. Oh, what is that on the table? Please feel free to sit down and feel the springy wool and the shiny fuzzy alpaca. I have brought home a big load of Peruvian wool and two cones of alpaca, both off white, from Marias Garn. It is finally time to tackle a manly project and knit a sweater for my darling Kristofer. He liked a pattern from the winter issue of Vogue Knitting. Hope it will work out. It should be a relatively quick knit. The boyfriend sweater curse only applies to actual boy friends, right? Not husbands?

This is Ivar at four months. Is he not the cuddliest baby ever? Hehe, that is what I think anyhow. I met with a doctor last week who could explain what really happened to me at Ivar’s birth. She took the time to listen and I could feel myself finally forgive myself for letting my baby out in the world prematurely. I have somehow been walking around with a feeling of guilt convinced that something was seriously wrong with me. Well, this wonderful doctor peeled that belief off me layer by layer. There is nothing wrong with me! Well, apart from what was already ‘wrong’, but that is something completely different and I will not bore you with it.

Happy spring!