My wool soaker patterns are finished! I’ve tested them out quite a bit, and I couldn’t be happier with the result–meaning that now I can move on to drafting the fitteds, which have been in-the-works for a couple of months. I can’t believe how many hours I’ve spent debating between a snap-down rise or a fold-over rise for the one-size fitted. My snap press has arrived in the mail, along with a bunch of other packages containing threads, tags, elastic, and hemp. My work is moving along beautifully and I’m so excited to get this business started. It’s so rewarding to be doing what I went to school for–maybe partly because I’m proving to everyone, myself included, that I’m doing what I’ve been planning all along. And it’s working.
Fae, 8 months as of a few days ago, has her first tooth poking through (like a little shard of glass), waves “bye” to everyone (strangers included), acknowledges people on our walks by making a sound (and it comes as a nice surprise to them), laughs hysterically at Daddy when he plays with her, sings into an empty drinking glass, is very interested in my sewing machine and serger, loves dinnertime and smacks her tray for food, gets mad at Kitty (Fia) when she won’t come over, and acts ridiculously silly and cute (and stubborn). Jared says that she’s “woken up” this past month. He’s been noticing huge changes in her, and is falling in love all over again.
My life has been so busy, exciting yes, but busy while raising Fae, keeping up with the housework as I destroy and then re-destroy the place, getting rid of anything that’s not either beautiful or useful (William Morris), and using any spare moment that I get to work on my cloth diapering line–and, little by little, on my exhibit as well, which, frown, is still quite far away. Our lifestyle is steadily progressing into the one that I picture: natural, earth-friendly, peaceful, even “Arcadian” (W.H. Auden), but that last bit is a subject for another post.
My exhausted little girl is nap-nursing, while recovering from a teething episode–poor thing. I just love her so unbelievably much, and it tears at my heart when she’s hurting.