Saturday, April 3, 2010

Wonderful, in a depressing sort of way.

I have a long standing friend that has recently become a grandmother.. She is so very excited, and her new granddaughter is truly a real beauty. I love seeing the pictures of her, and of course, having watched her son grow, through all of his pictures, I can see how much this pretty little girl takes after her father.

Of course, grandchildren require knitting, I cannot let such a momentous occasion slip by without acknowledgement.. And frankly, I've know Ada for nearly 20 years now, and if I were going to knit for any child outside my immediate family, it would be a grandchild of hers.

SO.. here it is, bonnet and sweater. Now, I have to give out that I did not design this sweater, this was on the online mag "knitty". Add a dot com to that name, the design is called "Helena" and designed by Alison Green Will. I have knit it several times for very special little girls.. I did change this up by using ribbon instead of I cords, and I "laced" the ribbon through little button hole for finishing. (I thought I was rather clever doing that.. I'm pretty proud of that detail)

Ada recently told me that she reads the blog sometimes, I had no idea.. anywho, if she's milling about this weekend, she is going to get a sneak peek at what is coming into her hands on Monday morning..

Here's the detail I was talking about... see how the little ribbon goes through the edging.. I did that last night and was so engrossed in the process that I looked up and it was after midnight, (I got up at 4:00 am, so I was really into this project, ya know?)

So here is the kind of depressing thing about all of this, my friends, and they are my age, are having grand kids. I don't begrudge them this joy. I know that I was nearly 30 before I had my first child, and this will slow down my own grand parentage, however, I just don't feel old enough to be a grandma, but clearly.. I am. All I can say to that is ... wow. Clearly though, (at least from the shining joy on the face of my friend Ada) the child itself erases the trepidation felt from the grandmother status.