It fits! As I neared the end of knitting Theda's puerperium cardigan, it sunk in to my pregnant brain that it is intended to fit on babies who are under ten pounds. I don't happen to grow six or seven pound babies. I grow ten pound babies. So, I was a little nervous that my streak of only knitting things that are too small for my children would continue. Lucky for me, this little girl came out just a hair over nine pounds and her cardigan fits like it was, well, made for her.
The yarn is a skein of hand-dyed superwash wool from Girl With a Sword on Etsy, although I picked it up at the thrift store for a whopping 88 cents. Score. I've admired this little cardy for years as it made the rounds on all the blogs, and I'm glad that I finally knit one up (and had a little one to put it on!). It was so quick and easy and is absolutely adorable. And my worries about it fitting aside, I absolutely love having a little handknit that is just for this brief immediately-post-birth period.
Puerperium is such a funny little stretch of time; a mash-up of courtship and recovery and a complete overhaul of rhythms and routines. And for me, the second time around has been so very different than the first. What I remember most about those early days with Silas were the long stretches of silence. I remember preferring the nights to the days. I remember the way the February sun streamed in through the windows. I remember reading a lot of books and spending time just looking at my baby. This time around I have a little helper (and a wonderful one at that!), there is rarely silence, and I haven't read a book for pleasure in who knows how long. The first time around I spent the totality of my time building a relationship with this new little person. This time, the new little person is along for the ride while I continue to explore the world with her older brother.