Hello! Hello! I wanted to share some big news…

Oh dear, has it been almost a year? I don’t know what to say really. I can’t quite explain why I fell off the blog wagon.

Life is busy and full. There are not enough hours in the day to get it all done.

I am still doing the things that I love to do. I will always make and create even if I do not document it. It’s just in my blood and

I am very restless when I don’t have a project going. That brings me to my announcement….

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Please come visit my new blog/shop!!

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So, it’s kind of empty right now however, I am working really hard to create some beautiful classic pieces with some great fabric choices. It’s going to be great. You can see some earlier items I made in my flickr. I may add some other things along the way, bags, quilts, knitted items… we’ll see.

My kids are older and I can’t sew for them like I want, so I figure this is the next best thing. I LOVE sewing for kids and I have a ton of ideas and items I want to make. We’ll see how it all flows.

I hope you will visit and if you have ideas I am all ears.

Out with the old in with the new..

Year’s end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us. ~Hal Borland

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Clearly I hope for the same things each year. Health and happiness for myself and my family. I always yearn for more time to do the things I need to do and to do the things I want to do. I want to achieve balance in my work and free time. I want to prioritize my obligations and still have time to be creative. I want to be a good wife and a good mom.

I want to nurture my spirituality, my health, and my creativity and that of  my family.

Wishing you the best 2013 and that it will be all that you need it to be.

~Let Me Sit and Knit~

I love the time when I can just sit and knit. Early in the morning or often late at night. All is quiet and the house is calm. There is time to sit and be still while keeping my hands busy.  It takes me a long time to finish my knitting projects, but I do eventually finish. I always have a project tucked away in my knitting bag.  I have a long list of projects “to do” and I am satisfied with my plans. If I could do everything I want to do right now, then what would I have to look forward to? I do not want to have everything done “right now.” Anticipation and planning. Hoping and waiting. Dreaming. It’s a good thing, this exercise in patience, right?

 

~Birthday Doll~

My littlest turned nine. I have no idea where these last nine years have gone. It seems like just yesterday we were bringing her home after an emergent c-section and here she is almost grown (so she thinks)!

My how these  years have flown. She asked for several different things this year for her birthday, however, the one I was most happy to hear was that she wanted a doll made by me, for her with red hair and green eyes. Just one week ago I had a head. That’s it. I worked a little each night putting her together. Friday I strung her together. Saturday was hair, Sunday more hair and a skirt and shirt. Monday was spent finishing up her sweater and making shoes. Tuesday Birthday Day DONE!

Yay. So happy.  If I can make something my daughter really wants, well, that makes me so happy.  These years may past so very fast, but she will always have a little piece of me with her, wherever she goes I will be with her.  It may be tangible or perhaps just a precious memory this small creation from wool, and cotton made today a special day for a mother and her daughter.  Happy Birthday Emma,  you make us all a little brighter by being in our lives.

~I’m just waiting on the storm~

This winter has been the most mild that I can remember. I am not complaining, it has been just a wonderful season so far. I’ve got the beginnings of spring fever, I was out pulling weeds and debris this afternoon. I have the rose splinters to prove it. Why do I never remember to put on my gloves? So far, the Japanese Spiraea is blooming, the quince has buds, daffodils are up, with buds, and I saw a purple periwinkle bloom. Seriously, weird.

But, the “storm” is coming. So they say. I can’t seem to get anything done, I am just stuck in the wait mode. Ugh. So very unpleasant.

Why am I so nervous about storms, well, take a look for yourself. This is what happened last February 24th…

Thank God we were all fine. It was not until June 28th that we were able to move back home. Anyway. That night I was just about to get into the shower, you see that tree.. eeeeee – yeah, scary.  I need to take a shower now, but I’m kind of stuck in I’m watching the weatherman mode.

Lord, help me through these storms. I’m just a little scared.

~it could have been a really bad day~

I am happy to report that at 41 years of age, I had a defining moment. Not to brag on myself, well, maybe just a little.  I had a real life grown up moment. I think Oprah calls it a defining moment, or an Ah – ha moment. Whatever it was, it was good!

My children for some unknown reason have a big problem with organization and cleaning up after themselves. They can take a clean and organized room and 2 weeks later, it is trashed. Like bad. I mean with all kinds of junk just everywhere. It is bad, bad, bad.  Somewhere along the way, they discovered short cuts to cleaning. Somehow it involves throwing things in corners, under beds and in closets.  Basically anywhere that your eye does not see from the door.

Yesterday I was walking by and I had to go in, into the room. OH MY.  One thing led to the  other and the vastness of the disarray overtook me.  Normally I would get mad, possibly involving a major freak out. Several garbage bags, dust pan, and I would just attack the mess. Cleaning it up could take a long time, lots of tears, anger, hurt feelings. You know, basically not a good situation. Not good for me, to get so angry, to lash out and make my child feel bad about herself. Harsh words never make a child feel good, they don’t even make an adult feel good.  Throwing away a child’s belonging’s never makes them feel good. To them it is a treasure or a special memory.

I wanted this moment to not go bad. I did not want to hurt my child, I did not want to make her feel bad. Maybe all the years of watching Dr. Phil and Oprah, Hoarders and what not kicked in.  I don’t know. Maybe because my first child is almost 17 and the anger trip never worked well for her, and somewhere in my brain it clicked. A ha! Let us work together to fix this and let’s learn from this. Yes, this would be a new way. No accusing words, no lash out’s. Let’s just work together.

 

We rolled up our sleeves. I stayed so calm, really, calm. We separated into piles of  keep, donate, and memory box.  We sorted, swept, dusted.  Amazing. It worked. From my 8 years old I  had teamwork and a great attitude. We knocked it out in a few hours and I washed every last piece of her clothing and bedding. It felt good. She feels good. Her room is clean, she knows where everything is and was happy to find things she thought she had lost.

 

My husband kept waiting for me to “let out my anger” at something else, something small. But guess what? It never did. Really I had a grown up moment. I am so proud.

Not to toot my own horn, but really, it could have been a really bad day. Instead it was a great day! For the both of us.

The hardest thing about being a full-time working mom and a mom is finding the balance between the two. You never quite feel good enough at either one.  It is hard to let go of the guilty feelings we carry and keep in our mind.  I hope one day I feel good enough at both of my “jobs” until then I will just keep doing the best I can and pray it will be good enough. That my kids will not remember me a an angry stressed out tired shrew, but a mom that really loves them and more importantly whose actions show them they loved.