I’ve always kind of been fascinated by sewing machines.  My Great-Grandmother was a sewing goddess.  She sewed things for the whole town she lived in.

When I was young, I had a kid version of a sewing machine.  That thing was awesome!  I made what I called “pockets” all the time!  I’m not sure what I did with them or even where I got fabric to make them, but I sure did love those “pockets!”  I miss that easy machine!

Years ago (like 2008), I decided I wanted to sew.  I borrowed my mom’s sewing machine.  I took it to church for a sewing class and the teacher ooh-ed and aah-ed over the antiqueness of it.  It was a great machine.  She did not ooh and aah over my sewing.  I stunk at it. 🙂

About a year and a half ago, Chris bought me my very own sewing machine.  I was excited and determined to learn how to use it.

But I was also kind of scared of it.

Something seemed really hard to me about sewing.  Just the idea of threading the machine stressed me out!  I thought I’d never figure out how to weave thread all over the place on the machine.  So I called in my mom.  Mom came over and helped me make really cute pillowcases for the kids.  We were very proud of them!

But I still didn’t know what I was doing.  I didn’t have a clue what to do by myself all alone just me and my sewing machine.

In getting ready for Easter at church, I decided I wanted to make tablecloth overlays.  Again, I called in my mom and my grandmother.  They helped me knock that project out (while telling me that I should have asked other ladies at church to do it for me!  They were right!).

But then after Easter, I needed to go back and work on the overlays some more.  I finally decided to try to give sewing a whirl on my own.

In one night (mom was out of town so I couldn’t call her), I sewed over half of the overlays all by myself!  I even had to rethread the bobbin!  That doesn’t sound like much, but it takes me about 30 minutes to get the bobbin thread pulled up from the bottom every single time I have to mess with it.  Way too long!  There has got to be a better way!

Then I decided last week that I wanted to make a rag quilt.  When the twins were born, one of my mom’s sweet friends (as opposed to the not-so-sweet ones.  Ha!) made them both a rag quilt that is still all of our favorites!  They are the cutest things and so comfy!

I took the twins to JoAnn’s last Friday afternoon to find fabric.  We were there for over an hour, and let’s just say we won’t be making that a family trip anymore!  🙂

Friday night, I sewed together the quilt.  Saturday I cut the fringe, washed and dried it.  And today we gave it away to one of our favorite babies!

I’m proud of myself for sticking with it.  For learning something new.  Even though I thought (and still kind of think) it was hard.

It was such a fun project!  I’m hooked!  I can’t wait to make more!