Why is it that so many moms seem to have such a better handle on their kids?
I write this as I hear my kids in the other room whining "I want a book!" We had a pretty good day... as far as our days go. We ended our day with a bath, and after that they turned into screaming demons. Don't they say that a bath helps to calm your child down? WTF? I also put new winter bedding on their beds. Something I remember as a child as being so comforting and warm.
I guess it doesn't have the same effect on my boys.
Probably the most frustrating part of motherhood for me is children not listening. Saying the same thing over and over to deaf ears. Raising my voice. Even though I know that doesn't work. How the heck do you get these damn kids to listen? Is there a book out there to teach me?
So in order to relieve some of my stress, as usual, I turn to knitting. I have sort of abandoned the two socks at once for now. I got bored. So today I decided to give Continental Knitting another go.
Why?
I feel drawn to it. It seems to make more sense. It's how my relatives do it. I think it might be meant to be. I have to give it an honest go.
English Knitting fits me well, for now. My movements are smooth and rhythmic, my stitches even. After a year of work on it... it's like crawling into bed after a long day. It's soothing and welcoming and familiar.
So I'll always have that. Even if Continental never works for me... I still have good old English.
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