It feels so good to block book some creative time and then be inspired by the friends and fabric.
The tradition is that when my other half is in Vegas for a soccer tournament the girls gather here and have a fun weekend. This year the injured player had to stay home hurting on the couch but I didn’t cancel my day of fun and friends. I did get my fitness in running up and down four flights of stairs providing him with some basic nursing care.
I have no UFO’s (unfinished objects aka quilts) and was feeling uninspired. I wanted something quick, easy and fulfilling. So I created a random pattern and size table runner and then played with my machine to quilt it. It’s not exactly as I planned but I’m pretty sure the recipient is going to love it.
Then I needed to make my niece her baby gift and she’s in hospital awaiting the “timbits” (her words not mine) early arrival. I had promised a car seat cover in primary colours so knew that his needed to be next. That gift would be finished but I lacked Velcro.
Meanwhile my friends were stitching away. One finished the hand binding on an adorable baby quilt while the other completed a top for a ragged flannel quilt.
Of course the entire time we sewed we also talked. I’m not sure which was most therapeutic but all in all it was a fabulous few hours upstairs in one of my favourite spaces. I even got some free OCD out of it because if a certain someone gets bored they move along to something else and that happened to be my scraps. But now I need her to come back because you can see she didn’t finish! Bernie
It all started with an old picture and an ice pack. Which indeed seems kind of random even for me as I write this. The ice packs have been getting a serious work out at our house in the last week. The old pictures just hang around and get lost when you want them. But what do they have in common you ask? Why is she blattering on and not clearing this up? Boredom is that answer. Ice packs mean injuries which means down time which means I can ramble on about inventor’s ideas.
The temporarily lost old photo (( Ron found it!)) is one of my daughter standing in the crib. I pulled it out to compare Baby A with her momma at the same age. The momma said “what am I wearing?” to which I replied that it was a cloth diaper. The conversation then went on to how cloth diapers have evolved. Which lead me to think about inventors, ice packs and diapers.
Cloth diapers were and still are a more environmentally friendly option. What they weren’t back then was parent or baby friendly. Big squares of material that you had to fold in a specific way and then apply to a squiggly baby with pins. Then you pulled up a pair of rubber pants and hoped like heck that there were no major blow outs of either kind but you knew there would be. I mean neither item was very fitted. The storage and laundry details were smelly (think bleach) and not much fun.
Fast forward 25 years to the systems available today and it’s quite marvelous what technology has done for the diaper industry. The inner material, which I believe has some bamboo in it, is super absorbent and only requires two quick folds. The rectangular piece gets tucked up into outer shell which has an inner fleece type material. It is all held in place with little snaps that are super durable. Once used they go into a sealed container with a liner and then emptied via it into the washing machine. No need to even unstuff them as they agitate out.
To boot they come in an amazing array of fabrics from gender neutral solids to a fun selection of prints. I suppose it depends on your baby size but the friend who introduced us to the Apple Cheeks system (Canadian company to boot!) used the same size until her child was toilet trained. Baby A has gone from 3 snaps in to 2 snaps and she is 11 months and 18 pounds. I probably could go on at length about what an awesome system it is but Apple Cheeks isn’t paying me to endorse it and you would all get bored. Plus you must be wondering what this has to do with ice packs.
Back at the ice packs. Have you ever tried to wrap your own wrist or elbow or shoulder or knee and ankle? The tensor falls and must be redone. The ice pack needs a wrapper which is either too thin or to thick and makes it so you can’t see which side is the “apply” side. I believe that I’m going to go upstairs (when my thumb works) and invent something. It won’t look like this and be as cumbersome to use. Yes my hand is in there and no you can’t really see it.
Maybe what we need has already been invented. Maybe not and I’ll be on Dragon’s Den looking for a backer to get them to market. LOL!
Just because I can here is the link to Apple Cheeks — check them out if you know someone who is waffling about what kind of diapers to use. As stated above they did not endorse this post. It’s just me rambling on about moments that cause inventions. Like the ice pack wrapper bag. Hm — needs a better name.
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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!
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