The goal was made.... A baby quilt for every new baby in my life.... Church friends, work friends, family....I wanted them to each have one this year.
A young couple at work was expecting their third child. He'd worked there for two years. I asked around....was there a baby shower planned???. There had been several this year --- just wanted to get my timeline for the quilt in order. 'Melanie, it's their 3rd kid....we usually don't do anything."
I got it. I understood...but there was this thing inside me--- A third child is special. Don't forget the third child. So I went on choosing fabric and cutting it up. They planned on not finding out the baby's sex --- and truthfully I knew very little about this young engineer and his family. I chose Classic fabrics -- with the thoughts that mom could love the quilt long after the baby out grew it.
So a disappearing nine patch was the pattern and yellows, greens, and cranberries were the colors. I knew the due date and I didn't want to be late. I found out the day after the baby was born. Sterling was 7.5 pounds--- a little boy.
I wrapped up the quilt and left it on Keith's desks early the next morning. After a few days, He had not returned to work. I went into his office wondering if he had picked up the quilt--I asked a couple of people -- Where's Keith?? The baby had to be rushed to Green Bay -- with high fever.
'Oh Melanie -- we're waiting on gifts..not know the condition of the infant..."
Honestly, if I had known about the baby's illness, I might have waited -- But I knew that little guy needed the love of a quilt more that ever -- and so did his momma. I held my breath -- but had no regrets on the timing. Sterling made it through and is home now with his big brother and sister
......and his handmade disappearing a nine-patch quilt.
Got up at 5 A.M.
Helped a Friend with some Bookkeeping.
Pancakes and Bacon - The pups and I are dining alone...It's one of our favorites.
Made the weekly trek to the roadside with the Garbage cans( Tomorrow is Garbage pick up day. I never complain about bringing it to the road -- I don't have to dump it, right?!?!?)
Oh yeah, did I say it was raining????
Stopped to check the mail.....
Rewards for my efforts....
For me there’s always a reason. A reason for choosing a color, a reason for
cutting beautiful pieces of fabrics to only have to stitch them back again, A
reason for wanting to make a quilt, every quilt.
In February, I went through a tough time. I’m not sure if it
was the tough winter, my kids continuing to grow and feeling like I wasn’t, or
maybe for a short period of time I was simply sad. I attempted to doctor myself the best I
could. I studied my Bible – My source of
strength and faith, I leaned on Don. I
tried not to lean on my kids. But being
a close family and even though we are scattered dots on a map, the day of
Chelsey said it.
“Mom, you have to come out of the basement. You have to come out of your sewing room and start
I had always considered my sewing room a haven, not a hide
out. So without the ‘Yeah, but’s”… I thought
about it and regrouped. Maybe she had a point. I wasn’t going to give up my quilting or my
sewing room, but I needed a new perspective.
I started with extra snowshoe runs….I needed to work out
I started with cleaning the corner cove of the basement saved
for quilting and that included a bulletin board that held, patterns, ideas,
envelopes from quilters, threads, needles etc.
After a trip to get copies of photos from my journal, and a half an hour
on Pinterest--the end result was this:
I had a free pattern picked up from a quilt shop that long
ago closed its doors, but was memorable enough not to be forgotten. Not an entire quilt, no samples sitting
beside it…..just a simple tulip block with one page of directions.
I knew I needed flowers and after stripping wallpaper from
my kitchen, I knew I wanted a shot at a color I had never used before – purple.
After about a three week break – and a new attitude I
ventured back to the sewing room and started making blocks. I've doodling out
different layouts, even kicked around adding an extra color.
I’ve got flowers, real flowers in my yard right now – But I'm piecing
this quilt for that reminder when I do need flowers and can’t have them.
The pieced blocks that accompany the wool applique blocks created weekly are four-patch blocks stitched together.
I need to sharpen up my embroidery skills because they will be used for curly vines and stems on each block. I remember learning embroidery stitches as a kid. My Mom had to work during my summer vacation after third grade. We were going to have a high school girl take care of us while she worked 8 to
5 every day throughout the summer. She got me colored pens and spiral notebooks and a printed pillowcase and Coats and Clark embroidery floss in ten colors. She sat with me at night and taught me stitches and during the day I practiced on the pillow case.
The candle is held in the wooden bowl by dried black-eyed peas. They were a gift from a friend who found them in a local grocery store. It looks like summer.
Here is block two of Sunflower Gatherings. Pieces aren't attached yet and there still embroidery to be added. It has been a great summer project. Small and portable, and I feel like a have a win every time a block is finished. Have you ever had a project that feels like you just can't finished?