I have had a long and tumultuous love affair with knitting. I started as a young girl, begging my mom to sign me up for lessons at our local knit shop, and I quickly found that I loved it. The hours that I spent in the quiet, coolness of that little yarn shop would help me forget all of my pre-adolescent heartaches and dramas. I gave up knitting when I got to high school...my schedule was much too packed with sports and studies.
All through college and my early twenties, I was much too busy (in my own mind) to take the time to get back into knitting, but every now and then, the thought would flare up, trying to pull me back. And now, with a little one on the way, I find myself drawn back to the needles, the softness of the yarn. I am starting with something simple...little baby booties in the softest pale blue. I am not the fastest knitter, or the most talented...but I am back, and it feels oh-so-good.