Having passed the childbearing torch on to my sisters-in-law, we were thrilled to welcome our newest niece last week. We haven't met little Olive yet, but of course, I've been knitting.
Sometimes the fates conspire to bring yarn and pattern together in perfect harmony. This time, it was The Puerperium Cardigan in Noro's Chirimen.
My mother questioned the wisdom of knitting a garment that may only be worn once or twice, instead of making something larger for the baby to wear next fall.
I explained my reasoning. I imagine that a grown-up Olive will one day pull this wee little sweater from a box, and wonder that it ever fit her at all. I hope it will remind her of her beginning on this earth, and of the love with which we welcomed her birth.