A vinyl bag for a bag swap – my machine ate it. Or it ate my machine. Either way, it wasn’t happy sewing it.Picky Pants (rav link) for a baby associated with Megan – I knit on the next sized needles and so they are a tad loose. I’m hoping a little felting might fix the problem. They are fine to wear though.
And the onion child. We used to do this in the bath as kids. I’m just passing on the tradition to the devil kid.
I attended the opening of the Human Rights Film Festival last night. A film called A walk to beautiful was playing. It showed the journey that a group of Ethiopian women went on to “cure” them of obstetric fistula (warning: link is about vaginas) which was caused by an insanely long labour in the middle of nowhere that resulted in a stillborn child. Apparently when the baby gets stuck in the birth canal it cuts off the supply of blood in the birth canal and basically the tissue dies and the woman is left with a hole. Obstetric fistulas are easily preventable with the birth care that any woman should be entitled to. More than the lack of care, it raised issues about children being married off to men… or abducted to become young brides. That film, coupled with a talk by Mike Wessells today about the reintegration female child soldiers has got me wanting to go to Africa to learn about this stuff. I still am really drawn to anything to do with sexual and reproductive health in developing countries… how exactly to get where I want to go? I don’t know.
And in other news I worked up the courage to send a message to Hannah’s (potential) dad. I am not anticipating a response but feeeereeeeaky all the same.