I’m sure I’ve said that loads of times, but I have enough. I reached the point in my pregnancy, when I just want my daughter to be born. I don’t go out to much, because I’m struggling to walk, and I’m fed up with people touching my belly, saying – you look like you’re gonna pop! – or – can’t believe you’re still walking! – so I sit at home bored, while Paul is at work, and boys are at school.
Recently one of my friends gave birth, unfortunately a month to early, to her gorgeous little boy Dariush. So I thought, as I like to handcraft things, I’ll make something for him.
In Poland we have this old wives tale, that every new born needs to have a red ribbon put on a pushchair, to deflect bad looks of jealous people. So I’ve made one for little baby Dariush.
Another thing I’ve made is a dummy clip.
I also try myself in crochet, but don’t thing I’m patient enough. I’ll keep on trying tho, and let you know how am I doing.
Now I have to pick up my Ben from school.