I'll admit it, the loss of my sock knitting needle was rather demoralizing.
I don't think I'm overly hard on my needles, but I also don't think that Knit Picks makes a crappy needle that falls apart if you look at it wrong.
I don't know what's happening here.
To soothe my wounded soul I turned to hooking.
I've recently invested in a hands free bra for pumping (yes, as I explained to the pediatrician yesterday, I'm still doing that).
The words "life changing" are not an exaggeration.
How did I pump for four months without one?
At the very least it makes it so much easier to feed the baby/play with the baby while I pump.
On the life changing end of the spectrum, if the stars align just so, and a grey cat walks backwards, and a lizard in the back yard sings "Roxanne" while I sacrifice a chicken, then sometimes Squishy naps while I pump, and then I get to KNIT while I pump.
Or in this case crochet.
One pumping session and oh-my-goodness-they're-so-cute-I'm-going-to-die!
This needs to happen in every color imaginable.
Squishy wore them for ten minutes.
And then she lost one.
I'll always have the picture right?