{"id":51,"date":"2018-03-14T13:11:32","date_gmt":"2018-03-14T13:11:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thewoollybadger.com\/?p=51"},"modified":"2018-03-14T13:46:52","modified_gmt":"2018-03-14T13:46:52","slug":"dreams-and-plans-and-babies-and-tea-all-the-tea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thewoollybadger.com\/?p=51","title":{"rendered":"Dreams and plans and babies and tea. All the tea."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"53\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/thewoollybadger.com\/?attachment_id=53\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/thewoollybadger.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/img_0479.jpg?fit=3024%2C3024&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"3024,3024\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;2.2&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;iPhone SE&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1520970950&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.15&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;1250&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.058823529411765&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;,&quot;latitude&quot;:&quot;51.478313888889&quot;,&quot;longitude&quot;:&quot;-2.612175&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"IMG_0479\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/thewoollybadger.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/img_0479.jpg?fit=1024%2C1024&amp;ssl=1\" class=\" size-medium wp-image-53 alignright\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/thewoollybadger.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/img_0479.jpg?resize=300%2C300&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Close up of baby blanket\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/>I\u2019m currently taking part in the \u201cMarch Meet the Maker\u201d Instagram challenge over on (shockingly enough) <a href=\"http:\/\/instagram.com\/thewoollybadger\">Instagram<\/a>. You get a prompt each day, and you post about it. It\u2019s theoretically that simple, but like most simple-sounding\u00a0things, it can be surprisingly hard.<\/p>\n<p>Not today, though. Today is \u201cdreams and plans\u201d. And oh my, do I have me some dreams and plans.<\/p>\n<p>I also, however, have a one year old. And one year olds and plans don\u2019t always mix \u2013 unless your plan is to stack some stuff up, knock some stuff over, and then throw some washing around. In which case, if we\u2019re honest, the one year old will probably decide to shuffle off after a cat.<\/p>\n<p>Still, let\u2019s get back to the point, shall we? The Woolly Badger was born out of two things; my love of knitting, and my intense frustration at not being able to do any bloody work with my son around. Pre-baby, I was working as a freelance writer, a job which I thought would work well with children. And I can see how it would, if your child would just bloody nap (please, for the love of God, Billy, just have a sodding nap.)<\/p>\n<p>Because I have a sleep-immune baby, I really struggle to write with him around. I\u2019m only managing to write this now because he\u2019s at nursery, which he goes to for a grand total of four hours a week. The rest of the time, writing is largely impossible. He\u2019s really into buttons at the moment, so the sight of a laptop is the only thing more exciting than a TV remote. Hit the buttons! Hit them all now!<\/p>\n<p>Knitting, meanwhile, he does not care for. Possibly because I\u2019ve been doing it since he was teeny-tiny, or maybe because it doesn\u2019t involve buttons until the end, and even then they\u2019re not particularly exciting buttons. But he doesn\u2019t care. I can sit there, and I can knit, and he\u2019ll bash duplo together while I try to talk to him about what colours the blocks are, and everyone\u2019s largely happy.<\/p>\n<p>But then we get to those dreams and plans. And I find myself faced with old problems again. Because I have things I want to do with the Woolly Badger.<\/p>\n<p>I want to write and release patterns. I want to design different garments \u2013 including, maybe, some for adults. I want to collaborate with indie dyers, and I want to go to yarn shows, and I want to try and convince the local independent shop to stock my stuff, and I want to maybe run some workshops to teach kids to knit because how bloody cute would that be and I want to and I want to and I want to. And in amongst all that I still want to write.<\/p>\n<p>How do I do all this when I spend my life on a playmat with a baby who won\u2019t let me out of his sight? I have no idea.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m trying to work it out, though. My first step was to sign up for the <a href=\"https:\/\/www.guiltymothersclub.co.uk\/game-changers\/\">Game Changers<\/a> course run by Helen at <a href=\"https:\/\/www.guiltymothersclub.co.uk\">Guilty Mothers Club<\/a> \u2013 which, incidentally, is brilliant. \u00a0It\u2019s helped me let go of the mum guilt enough to put Billy in nursery for those four hours a week just so I can have a tiny bit of time back for myself. It\u2019s helped me work out where I want to focus. It\u2019s helped me have ALL THE IDEAS, and, I hear, will help me narrow them down and work out which ones to follow through on and how to do it (I think we can all agree that \u201cknit a blanket and write a story about it\u201d is probably one to abandon, though.)<\/p>\n<p>So I am, slowly, slowly, working it out. I&#8217;m not entirely sure how I&#8217;m going to do it, but I&#8217;m pretty certain it&#8217;s going to involve bucketloads of tea.<\/p>\n<p>Until then I suppose I should be grateful that Billy\u2019s looking like being a late walker. There\u2019s only so far you can bumshuffle before you reach a ledge you can\u2019t get over.<\/p>\n<p>Fingers crossed that\u2019s not a metaphor.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019m currently taking part in the \u201cMarch Meet the Maker\u201d Instagram challenge over on (shockingly enough) Instagram. You get a prompt each day, and you post about it. It\u2019s theoretically that simple, but like most simple-sounding\u00a0things, it can be surprisingly hard. Not today, though. Today is \u201cdreams and plans\u201d. 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