Hello again! I’ve been away from this blog for an uncomfortably long time. For a while I was a little burned out, and then we found out we were moving states! And then we got pregnant. And then came baby. And then…
Right now you'll notice this blog is looking a little rough. Please bear with me as I brush up my rusty coding skills and migrate my blog from blogger to wordpress. I'm dying for it to look amazing but I'd rather be sewing :)
Back in April last year, we found out two of our closest friend-families were moving to Dallas, Texas. Both husbands worked with mine, and we just couldn’t bear the thought of being left behind. We had been in that city just under a year, and hardly had any friends. So we decided to put in for a transfer to Dallas too, little knowing how desperately my husband would be needed in the new position. While our friends got three months to move, we got barely three weeks to sell our house and find something in the new city. All my fabric had to be packed willy-nilly, eliminating the purge that usually precedes a move. Hectic doesn’t even describe it! And you don’t even want to know how professional packers and movers pack even the smallest seam ripper in five sheets of paper, so you never know if thats an empty wad of padding you’re throwing away or something you’ll really regret losing.
Just as we moved to Texas, and were in temp housing, we found out I was pregnant. This was a long awaited baby but the timing was terrible! I needed to settle M into her new school, unpack everything into the new house that we hadn’t even closed on.. the list was long and the morning sickness terrible. And by terrible I mean I could smell body odor if I just entered a room. Ugh. This was an incredibly rough pregnancy where most days I couldn’t even sit on a chair for more than ten minutes without incredible pain.
While I spent the next few months trying my best to still appear human, I continued to sew here and there. There’s a special joy in sewing baby clothes, like you can’t believe there will be a human that tiny in a few weeks coming to rob you of your time and heart. I sewed a few fleece outfits for baby, (like what was I thinking, this is Texas, geeze!) that I’ll show you soon, and a romper or two. Silly boy came out 9 lb almost, and didn’t fit in any of them. Ha!
So February we welcomed darling baby T, and I’m getting back to my testing commitments slowly. I have great respect for so many designers that I’ve worked with, and am friends with so many, and it’s really hard to not participate in that camaraderie. Testers are a close group, usually guiding and chatting and helping each other. I know most of them from their backdrops and poses, I don’t even need to see their faces to identify them! I think that’s what I’ve missed the most, that friendship. It’s a real relief to get back to it!
As for the direction for this blog, nursing and pregnancy have changed my body so much. Things are jigglier, larger than you ever thought possible (I’m looking at you, lefty boob), looser all around, but I’ll have to learn to work with it. Everything needs to have nursing access, at least for a year hence. Fitting is going to be big on my list of things to learn, as is what’s right for my shape style and color wise. I need to reduce my fabric stash by over half, because hubby darling knows how much I have and is rightfully horrified. So my resolutions for 2017 are to be more mindful of what I sew, and what patterns and fabric I keep. Let’s see how far we get with that!
So I’m picking back up from where I left off, and I promise to try and do better this time with the blog. Please stick with me!