It has been a bit of a hard and frustrating week - false labour, back pain and generally feeling the size of a house, combined with missing the Little Whirlwind, who is currently keeping her poor grandparents busy (and worn out).
But there's always a bright spot, and this week it arrived via the postman.
I arrived home one day to find a package sitting on the doorstep, and when I opened it, discovered this package from the lovely Sinead.
There was a half second of "goodness, the baby isn't actually here yet, so should I be opening this" which was followed swiftly by "for goodness sake, the crib is made up in my bedroom and I've bought everything, this is no time to be superstitious". And thank goodness for that, because the contents of the little package really brightened up my week.
Firstly, there was a beautiful handmade card.
And then, the knitting. Oh, the lovely knitting.
A little jacket (and it's so soft and cuddly...)
A bib. When DH saw this he asked me was it not too pretty to actually use. I nearly agree with him - except it's so lovely and soft and cute that it would be a crying shame not to put it to as much use as possible.
And, the final breathtaking piece.
How beautiful is that? It is so soft and delicate. Sinead seems to have unconsciously known that I've been having trouble knitting a 'coming home' hat for this baby. Nothing I cast on seemed to be quite right. Well, I don't need to worry now. What little bundle wouldn't be happy to come home from hospital being kept warm by this?
This is one very lucky baby. And I'm a very lucky and grateful Mum, with a truly lovely knitting friend.
Thank you Sinead.