Angel Pocket Donations
Posted by: LizzieThere is a lot of heaviness in the blog world today, and while this isn’t directly related, I have been meaning to post this request for knitters to donate Angel Pockets. One of my readers wrote:
recently I lost my baby boy who was still born at full term. we had a fantastic experience with the care we recieved afterwards and have collected some money to provide packages for other angel babies which include fluffy blanket, teddy bear, footprint cast set, camera, bracelet for mummy and baby, outfit.
the bereavement room looks after babies who die after 16 weeks, and i cannot find outfits small enough. would you consider donating any angel pockets for us to give to the hospital?
You can find the pattern for Angel Pockets here. Please ship them to:
Angel Pockets Donation c/o Elizabeth Grant 1232 Grant Rd Harlem, GA 30814Once I have collected enough to fill a box, I will be sending them to her to donate to the hospital.
Thank you.
Hug them tightly
Posted by: LizzieI was all set to write a post about this weekend, and then I read this tweet:

Shellie’s two-year-old son died tragically yesterday and the entire Momdot community is in shock. I didn’t know her outside of the forum and twitter, but how can my heart not break for her?
Take a moment and read Trisha’s post from last night. Think of Shellie and her family, what they’re going through. I can’t even imagine how they must be feeling, but I hope that she knows she has the support of a great bunch of women.
For Dewey
Posted by: LizzieI wanted to participate in Wordless Wednesday today, and I wanted to post this picture, but I couldn’t post it without words. For one, it’s been a year since I lost her. Yes, I lost her. I lost my friend. I lost my hippie, knitting, reading, natural parenting, red wine drinking, French-speaking friend. I lost Dewey, a leader in the book blogging community and a leader in my own circle of friends. She was the glue that held many internet communities together. We all miss her and I bet she’s laughing her ass of because she didn’t know she would be so badly missed.
YOU SUCK, DEWEY!!
Just kidding–you know I love you more than anything. And here’s a picture of my “nightstand”. One cannot have a normal piece of furniture in our house without a book of some sort on top (or an orchid). That’s just the way it is. And I’m sure you can relate. Ten points to the person who can name even one book from this picture.














