2016. március 17., csütörtök

Morning in March

Since my last post my son was born on January 28th, 56 cm, 4660 grams. He was huge, that is why the last months of pregnancy were like hell. 
Now I am on my feet again, and with my daughter in the kindergarten I have my time off, as this baby is sleeping the way his sister never did :)
So, I decided to write the blog again in English too. Now follows my post translated from Hungarian

I decided to clean the house properly, as from October, due to my ball-shape I could not access some hidden places. I started to clean everywhere below the furniture. I have the energy to do this. Afterwards I will have time to get my yarns again.
Yesterday I made some pastry, as I promised to my daughter
and, if the oven was hot, I also made a cake. And a two-course lunch.
I started to feel monotonous the sock-knitting, even though I have the ruby yarn I wanted, so I have no idea what to knit. I would knit for Klári, but I am not sure she would wear it, she is in that period of nothing-is-good-enough. Poppyseed (my son) is growing so fast, that I have no idea what size to knit for him. And I am in the period of reshaping myself. So my options are to crochet some hats for the kids (I promised a ladybug-hat for Klári and I must make something for Poppyseed, his head is so big, all the hats became too small for him) or to spin. My spinning-mojo returned and spindle-spinning it is a great take-out project, even if we go to the countryside I can take it with me, and when the boys have a drink I can just twirl my spindle.
Then there is the temptation of knitting something from my first handspun, I promised Klári a scarf, a Baktus would be ideal.
And spring is coming quickly, every morning when we wake up we hear the birds singing. The family leaves the home, Poppyseed is sleeping, so I can have my light coffee in light and birdsong. I am so happy to have a sleeping child, ha wakes up only once, between 4-5 in the morning. Soon I can have my coffee on the balcony - now there is still a bit of frost every morning.
Life is beautiful, indeed.

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