WiP number 4

WiP number 4 is a cot blanket for Mini Cuckoo.  I'm using stylecraft yarn which is living up to it's promise of being rather lovely to work with.  I'm hoping it'll wear well as I have a feeling this blanket will be abused as much as my Granny blanket. Does anyone know if stylecraft washes well?  I'd love to know as I'm only a few squares in and it's not too late to turn it into a cushion cover. If it doesn't wash well then I have the bestest ever excuse to go and indulge in some very nice yarn, cashmerino maybe??

No no NO! I must not start hoping for poor feedback about stylecraft, I have a whole stash of it.  I repeat "I MUST NOT WISH FOR STYLECRAFT TO HAVE BAD FEEDBACK!", I mean, how frivolous to abandon a load of wool for the sheer kick of getting some posh stuff. Silly. 

I'm not sure if this square will join together very well as I have kind of made this one up myself.  It's a cross between two squares I like.  It may end up a cushion cover anyway if they don't hook together very well.  I have high hopes though.  I feel a bit excitable over the fact that I don't know how this is going to turn out.  I'm right out of my comfort zone, usually I copy something I have seen elsewhere.  What's the betting that I'll find an identical square in a pattern book or on someones blog now. That often happens.  I come up with an idea and realise it's either snuck in from something I've seen and must have forgotten, or  quite simply it's been done before a hundred times and I'm a bit slow on the uptake. Hey ho.

stylecraft stash

My stinky, manky, crappy cold is now being kept away by paracetamol and decongestants and I'm running at 85% capacity which is pretty good going.  On Tuesday I really thought I was going to be rough, properly poorly, for days.  I had a roaring temperature, I'd been feeling dreadful all night and hadn't slept well.  Thank heavens for Mr Cuckoo taking Big Cuckoo to his hospital appointment.  Disabled horse riding was cancelled due to the rain so I didn't need to worry about that and Mr Cuckoo went to parents evening on his own. Phew! I must have looked really foul for Mr Cuckoo to take time off, usually I have to fight on through it.  Like most Mum's I can't take the day off, go home early and slump into bed.  I'm so grateful that I did get to stay in bed this time as I feel almost well again. My cough is doing me some good, good in that I'm finding my tummy muscles again.  I tell you a cough is better than sit ups.  And it's reminding me to work on my pelvic floor!!  Too much information?

Yesterday I registered Mini Cuckoo's birth, left it a bit late actually, they sent me a reminder saying I only had a few days left to do it.  I hadn't realised it's an offence to not have a baby registered within 6 weeks.  Can you imagine?! I might have ended up in the clink.  What a scandal!  While I was there I had a moment of hysteria.  I think the registrar must have thought me completely mental.  I'd ran out of tissues and rather than carry on loudly sniffing I asked if she had one I could use, "No, I'm sorry I don't" she said "I've ran out as the last person I had in was a weirdo", "Well I never!" I said bursting out laughing "Did you have to disinfect after they'd left then?"  She looked at me very oddly which made me laugh all the more in a 'naughty school girl trying not to laugh' sort of way.  Only I now realise she didn't say "weirdo" she said "Widow" and I'm mortified. I'm such a nelly sometimes.

After registering the birth I took Mini to the Doc's as he still has thrush in his mouth, this is the third week and third lot of Nystatin.  I felt it was getting worse not better so I took him to the open access clinic and had them take a look.  They've given him some kind of miracle gel as it's almost gone in little over 24 hours.  They also gave him some drops for his eyes as the left one was quite gungy. I'd been asking the health visitor about it but she felt it was normal newborn gunge, I'm glad the doc disagreed as that's clearing up a treat too now.

He was 5 weeks old on Wednesday and is HOOOGE! I'm getting him weighed tomorrow, I reckon he must be 11lbs now.  Porker!

(Sandi, spot the booties.  GW spot the fleecy cover)