I’m a smidgeon late posting and reflecting on my first Mother’s Day as a grandmother. Continue reading
The weather outside has been a bit frightful today so it seemed like a great day for project time.
We took it down a notch though and just did fun Continue reading
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.
I fell instantly, head over heels, totally, absolutely in love three times in my life. Continue reading
Today I listened to story time. It brought back happy memories of countless Continue reading
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.
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)