The surgery had an immediate effect on his sleep. The first night I went to tuck him in, I put my ear to his face to make sure he was breathing. In contrast to before the surgery, when we could hear his sleep apnea episodes from downstairs. We are so relieved that he is getting sound sleep now.
Our daughter also may need the surgery, but we are watching and waiting right now. Her tonsils are very large and her sleep is also interrupted, so she may need them out sooner rather than later.
I've always thought those wool diaper soakers were so darling. But I never wanted to cloth diaper my children. (Please, no flaming me for that. Save it for BID in Ravelry, K?) So when my good friend Alison recently said she wanted to try wool with her second babe, I jumped right all over that. This is the Curly Purly Soaker:
It's not quite done yet, so technically a WIP. I still have to do the one cuff. These are extraordinarily quick and easy. This one is made of discontinued Chester Farms Pride of the Flock, which has built-in lanolin and is undyed. So now her baby can be an accurate Revolutionary War re-enactor. Or something like that. Just kidding. But at least his soaker might match his poop.
I did not do such a hot job on the grafting, however. I *will* get better at grafting. I figure that's mostly a part not many people are going to see on a very young baby, though.
There's also another knit in progress for another baby, and unfortunately I can't show that one because it's a gift for another friend (blogless) who reads this blog. Sorry!
There is something else I'd like to alert you to. I know some people who read this blog have young children. If you have tiny-person clothes packed up in your basement, or attic, would you please consider sending them to Mel, a doula in South Africa, who is giving them to new mothers? Otherwise, if they run out, sometimes the babies go home wrapped in newspaper. And I can't think of many more sad things than that.