Adorabearable

Tonight’s post was brought about by the weather but before you leave because you think I’m whining about the rain (more on that later) stay tuned because it isn’t about the weather at all.  

Biking was cancelled and so I used my free time to be creative. Several weeks ago I decided I wanted to make Baby A a dress. So her momma left me a onsie (in my day called a diaper shirt) as the base. 

I went onto the internet and found a few tutorial options. Sometimes the issue is that there’s so many options. Without too much ado I just picked one and went with it. 

I pulled a few pieces of material from my left over stash and decided on the hearts as the base — because of course Baby A has my heart. 


A few cuts and a couple of serger seams later I had the easy parts done. The tutorial writer wished she had a serger — I don’t use mine often but it makes some tasks so quick. 

Then on to the gathering part which is always a bit finicky. I’m not a novice to clothing so I should have remembered that two basting threads are easier that one long one but I forgot. Once I got that on I pulled out the serger again to clean up the edges.


Once prepared the dress is then attached to the onsie with elastic. The nice thing is that the inside of the onsie has only one line of stitching on it. It finished up nicely but I’m not convinced that my elastic didn’t stretch out too much on the onsie. We shall see whether it’s too long or too wide. As a first attempt it looks cute. 


And if it doesn’t suit Baby A it looks good on Bear! Maybe a smidge long but overall pretty darn cute! Can’t wait to see it on Baby A. It’s, I’m totally sure, the first of many gramma made clothing items. 


I mentioned the weather earlier. I’m a farmer’s daughter, a rancher’s sister and a land owner with 110 acres of hay land so I never say no to rain except when the hay is on the ground. It’s been a tumultuous couple of weather days with some real stormy skies. 


My iPhone doesn’t do it justice but Dan’s mega expensive camera does! Isn’t that just an amazing photo!! He’s been out a few times and used our area as a backdrop. Lucky us!! 


Bernie 

St Francis 

I have a colleague that usually  leaves a thought provoking note on his paperwork at the end of the day. 

Today’s message spoke to me. So in case you can’t read Dr. writing it says 

The measure of love is to love without measure. 

                ~~St. Francis~~


Then today this package arrived in the mail. It’s from a friend of ours who lives far away. We don’t see her often but she reached out with some grandparent gifts! Which is all about love. 



This is love without measure. 

Bernie 

Finish It Friday (on Tuesday)

Finishing work is only 10 % of most projects but takes 90% of the time. It’s easy to lose momentum and not get to those little details. 


I’m pleased to report that I have finally completed the main baby quilt. I had the piecing and quilting done before the baby was born a month ago today. It has taken me this long to get label completed. 

First I learnt a thing or two about monograms which my daughter taught me. Then I mastered my fancy machine and learnt to use the memory keys and played with different sizes and styles.  

                      A B C

                  Feb 7 2017 

BUT, although my test patch was perfect, my end result was ugly. Like really ugly. Like no pictures exists because I may have had tears in my eyes. Lots of skipped stitches. Retrospectively found out a few things I didn’t do. Meanwhile we painstakingly ripped it out. 


Then decided to go rustic. My daughter liked that I always put hearts in my free motion quilting so wanted a heart. That was overly easy compared to the satin stitch monogram. Loads of ripping out and going back a few stitches to start over. Then I tried French knots for the a and c which are little. Then I ripped that out and went back to satin stitches. Not super happy with the size variations as the B is supposed to read bigger and somehow that C ended up too big but Grampa said that Baby A won’t care. 

I used some “vintage” labels I found while cleaning out my sewing drawers. Circa 1992 when my daughter was small and I did lots of sewing for her. 


 It’s not perfect that’s for sure but it’s #madewithlove and now it’s finally complete! 

Bernie 

Remiss

Apparently I have been a bit remiss as a new grandparent in the blogging world. Those that know me well wonder why there seems to be so little posted about Baby A.

I am two things. First off I am totally thrilled and over the moon to be a “Nan” or “Gran” or “Gramma”. I don’t care what she calls me as long as my kisses and hugs surround her. So far she and I are off to a great start on that front. I stop in for cuddles and baths and the odd feeding. I am, occasionally, helpful to momma and dad which is really why grandparents are supposed to show up. But mostly I’m there so Baby A and I can bond.

Second off I am trying to respect both Baby A’s and her mother’s request for privacy. Now that was the case in the first week but since then I’ve felt reluctant to parade tons of photos through all my feeds. Maybe I’m not sharing well or maybe I’m trying to find that elusive balance.

I know that I Broke those rules  most days when I blog. I also find that when I share a lot in this public forum that my friends always seem to know my new stories. I won’t give up blogging though as I love putting pen to paper (as it was once and I don’t think that the saying has evolved yet) and recording my thoughts and feelings. Having said that I don’t like going too overboard. I follow a blog where the writer is a nurse, farmer’s wife and mother. She does a ton of advocacy for children’s health and for agriculture as a whole but she also blogs every child’s every milestone. Another blog I follow usually has her children modeling their clothes (that she sews them) with backs to the camera. My son’s friend posted a pregnancy photo but then no news long past the due date. I finally had to ask if the baby had been born and if everything was ok. Apparently their child won’t be appearing on social media at all. One of my young colleagues said she doesn’t care that she’s turning Facebook into Babybook as she’s so in love and wants to share. 

So you see what I’m trying to achieve. First off she’s not totally “mine” to share and secondly I want some balance in both the blog and their privacy. Tonight though my daughter publicly shared their newborn photos which I’m choosing to share a few here on the blog (with her permission). It’s a tough job narrowing down the great photos to chose from! 



Bernie (aka Nan)