For one baby I'm using a pattern from a well-worn Orlon pattern book. It's a white sacque with open chevron work on the body and arms. My mother made one for my daughter, and I made one each for my grandchildren. Of course the intricate cutwork means that every one of the 8-rows in the pattern is different. And when I say different I mean they are unlike one another in nearly every possible way and nearly impossible to memorize! So between the yarn-overs, the knit two togethers, the knit three (no wait, knit five.... no wait, knit seven), the slipped stitches, and the subsequent passing of those slipped stiches over other stitches, I was actually talking aloud to myself by the end of the day—not only trying to keep track of the pattern but also counting off the stitches to make sure I hadn't dropped any. (Ed. Note: I did drop several at various points and had to tear out rows at least three times, including an entire sleeve.)
Here is a photo of the sacque from the pattern book.
The other baby will be getting a hat, the pattern for which matches the saque. (Alas, more chevrons, but only on the rim, thank the gods.) The third baby may be getting a blanket... I haven't decided yet.
It's nice to sit by the fire on a mid-winter day, knitting quietly. Thank you, babies, for this lovely opportunity.