I have just about had it with friends expecting babies.
I mean, yes, they are my friends, and yes, I am thrilled for them. Every one of them is a blessing in my life, and their children are all miracles - not to mention (and not to be underrated), pre-approved friends for my own darling tot.
But don't they realize what this does to my sock dreams?!?
I have one sock half finished, a pretty number in a small squares pattern. I'm feelin' good, speeding along, learning new stitches and excited about tucking my foot into this glorious sock. I've completed my first heel flap, turned my first heel, completed my first gusset...
And suddenly I learn that I will need to make FOUR baby blankets for June and another for August? Not to mention the commissioned stuff, the first of which is due in February?
I'm not complaining, everyone likes to be wanted, but I'm calling MERCY!