Little Sister's Dress

Something is awry with my knitting.

I'm just not enjoying any of it. Even something as cute and clever as this little dress (Little Sister's Dress, by Tora Froseth), and I really disliked every minute of it.

Maybe it was the US 3 needles, which I have in Addi circulars, which are lovely, but the needle length is too short and cramps my hands.

But no, I switched up to US 4 needles, and their needle length is fine.

Was it the excessive stockinette? But most things have excessive stockinette, and I get confused by anything more complicated right now.

Was it the yarn? Using leftover sock yarn isn't exactly inspiring, but it is thrifty. And it's not like it was bad sock yarn.

It couldn't have been the pattern, which was clear, and clever, and charming in all ways imaginable (though I did have to imagine, since I personally didn't find it any of those things, I just knew that it was).

I think it must be me. There's been a great deal of complaining going on here (not to worry, there isn't any coming at the moment. Or only very minor) and things aren't any better, nor are they likely to get better anytime soon (soon being a relative term, of course. I don't have long to go with the pregnancy, it just seems like forever). And it's kind of infecting everything. Milkshakes don't taste as good when they're all you can eat. And powdered protein drinks really don't taste good. And even old standbys like Buffy and knitting are hard to enjoy.

Still. I know that this is a delightful, sweet little dress. And I know that this pregnancy will be over soon. And I know that together the pregnancy and the dress will produce a perfect little baby in a cute dress.