Two days ago I had never, ever, done any crochet. I assumed that, as useless at knitting as I previously proved, I wouldn't be any better at this. Well, I'm getting *somewhere* with it...Even these sorry little scraps were swiftly snapped up by a certain little girl as blankets for the doll house family.It has even been possible to keep going stitch by stitch while this happens.Though Baby Bean is not my biggest fan right now. She hasn't quite forgiven me for a horrific hospital trip where she cried and cried but wouldn't feed - she wanted to go down but evil mummy wouldn't let her. :( Apart from nursing like crazy every few hours, she is just crying at me and reaching for Daddy. This too shall pass, right? I'm just trying to make nursing as pleasant and peaceful for her as I can, and throwing in the odd sneaky bit of massage when she lets me.
Then some reading, and new books from GP and Emma's trip to the charity shops lol.And more crochet, to practice shaping. I did this without a pattern. You can probably tell, as it's far too short even though the intended recipient is a stocky dirty rag doll.Finally, this all leads to me actually doing something constructive, and inventing this pixie hat in shades of blue and two different stitches. I am pretty pleased with myself, actually - in spite of all my mistakes, it fits!In other news, this little pixie here has just gone off to swimming. "Me go in the baby pool where I touch da floor," she says seriously, "and not loose mine armbands, nooo, not a good idea!"