Before I get stuck in to the post at hand and all its yarny goodness, it’s time I stopped dodging using my daughter’s name on my blog. When she first arrived I was so worried about keeping her safe from strangers that on my first trip to the supermarket with her on my own I was too scared to give a straight answer when people asked her name or how old she was. I was so cagey that I tearfully broke down and confessed I was worried that one nice lady was a “baby snatcher” when she pushed for an answer because I didn’t seem to know the age of my own child!
Referring to her here as Baby BAM was a way to try and keep her safe from baby snatchers, I suppose. Continue reading