Going Home

I have heard through the grapevine that it's important to have a "going home" outfit for your little munchkin when you leave the hospital. Up until about two weeks ago I had no idea that such a thing was important at all. Apparently, clothing your little baby, placing him in the car seat and taking the official picture is a moment that people look forward to . . . who knew? And, where have I been?

It's a good thing I have friends who would tell much such a thing before I go to the hospital. Had it not been for the good advice I would have had one poor, pitiful, naked baby in a car seat. Well, okay, maybe not naked . . . I do have a brain . . . but he wouldn't have been nearly as cute as he should be AND, God forbid, maybe not as cute as the other babies.

So . . . what's a pregnant lady to do? Well, make a couple of going home outfits, of course.


No, I'm not expecting twins. I just also heard that having a "back up" outfit was a good idea as babies are prone to vomit, poop or pee all over their clothing AND their mothers are prone to cry when said baby ruins his going home outfit. See? I have good friends who tell me such things. I'm very thankful.

The onesies are a newborn size that were handed down to me from my sister-in-law. I used the ever-useful freezer painting technique to paint the icons on there. Get it? A little "house" icon because he's "going home?" Oh, I know. I'm so clever! The whale? Well, it's not nearly as clever, but it went with the striped hat that I already had on hand - also another hand-me-down from my sister-in-law.

I made the little pants too. One is gray, the other is navy blue, although they look black. They're not my best work, but they will do. And, then, I used the pattern of the striped hat to make the gray hat. I don't usually do that kind of thing because I typically screw it up and then swear a lot. But, this time the stars were aligned just right and I figured it out! (patting myself on the back) Now, here's hoping it actually fits him.

Mobile

Ahh, the mobile. How do you say that word, anyway? It's so awkward. I frequently use the "moble" or "mo-byle" versions rather than the "mo-beel" version. But, all of them are kinda weird, don't you think?

So, this little project has been swimming around in my head for a really long time - pretty much since I got pregnant - or maybe before. I'm not sure what took me so long to actually create it. I think I just kept grabbing all these different things and colors that could be added to it and eventually I wasn't sure if I liked it anymore. I definitely lost the vision somewhere in the mix and it took me a long time to come back around full circle. Aren't some projects funny like that sometimes?

Thankfully, I was saved by my good friend Lauren who talked me through the possibilities and we settled on a very simple version. It was exactly what I needed.

(Do you love how dramatic this story is so far? It's like my whole life is hinging on how well this "moble" turns out. That's funny.)

Anyway, my inspiration came from Pottery Barn Kids' butterfly chandelier.


And, here's how it turned out.




Yep, very simple. I spray painted two embroidery hoops and used them as the anchor rings. Then, I painted three curtain rings that my mom had on hand for the circles at the top. When it came time to put it all together, Lauren cut out the paper circles while I attempted to engineer the embroidery hoops to cooperate with one another and hang parallel. Had I been better at physics in school I may have been more efficient, but it worked out okay. Eventually, I hot glued pennies between the circles so that they would be heavy enough to hang straight, and then tied them all on using sewing thread. Worked beautifully.

Hopefully the little guy finds it somewhat amusing. I suppose even if he doesn't, I do. I like the way it flutters when the fan is turned on in his room. Not that I sit in there and stare at it or anything . . . oh, wait.

Auntie Love

Our little boy is one lucky fellow. He is already so loved by our family and friends that it makes me want to cry just thinking about it. We have received such wonderful gifts, and one of the most special is this little treasure that I've been meaning to show off for sometime now . . .

It's a bear that Aunt Marie knitted for him. Are you kidding me? It's so stinkin' adorable. I only photographed one side of it . . . the other is blue. And, she knitted it with the softest and cuddliest yarn that you ever did see. I love it.

Oh, and in the background you can see a sneak peek of his "going home" outfits. Those will be for another post soon.

A Belly and a Boppy

We've been just working away here over the last couple of weeks trying to tie up as many loose ends as possible. My sewing machine took over the dining room table again for at least the last month and has been faithfully churning out many projects.

I've got a couple of favorites to share with you from the last week. But, first, I must show you the belly progression from week 37 to 39. I can't really tell much difference, but maybe you can.

37 weeks

38 weeks

39 weeks

See what I mean? I'm totally protruding forward more and more everyday. The belly might be getting lower too, but I can't tell for sure.

Anyway, one of my projects was to create a boppy cover because who wants to spend $20 on a cover when you can make one yourself? Well, okay, a lot of people would, but not me. I made one with just a simple little design to match the nursery decor. I did some freezer painting and then sewed it together. Unfortunately, the pattern I used is no longer available online, but I just stumbled across this one . . . if you're interested. The only change I made was to secure it with velcro rather than a zipper. But, of course, that change would have made more sense with the old pattern than the one I linked to. Oh well, you still get the idea.

I'm so excited because Em will be making one for me and the little guy too - and I can't wait to see her version. Will they be freaky similar, or no?

Blocks and Bibs

Wow. Another post about babies. Unfortunately, this little streak is not going to end soon. I'm sorry. Eventually, I'll get beyond it and onto something else I promise. But, bear with me for the time being. It won't last forever.

A wonderful friend of mine just had her little baby boy - on April 8th to be exact. Of course, he needed some handmade gifts from yours truly (because how else does an aunt like me so far away send her love?), so about a month ago I sent a set of blocks. Not quite as extensive as the set I made for my niece, but a cute little set nonetheless. I used the Amy Butler pattern from her Little Stitches book - remedying it a little by adding bells to the inside and tags on some. Hopefully, little Lucas will enjoy them.

The striped fabric actually came from a set of dishtowels that I had on hand. My mother-in-law bought the set for me a long time ago, but unfortunately they weren't super absorbent, which rendered them kind of useless in the kitchen. I kept them in my fabric stash, though, knowing that they would be perfect for a project. Turns out they make really cute blocks AND bibs.

I also sent along this bib . . .

It will only be humorous to a few readers of this blog. Funny, no?

Oooh . . . I should point out that I have been having a lot of fun with the twin needle function of my sewing machine. You can click on the bib pictures to see a close up of the stitching. It's so easy and I think it gives some pieces a nice polished look. I'm kind of obsessed with it right now. Watch out.

While I was at it I made a block set for my little guy too. You can't tell that I'm loving polka dots right now, can you? Oh . . . it's that obvious?

Of course, I couldn't stop there. So, he got some bibs too.

And, one last one to finish it off.

I think Jesse deemed this last one "cliche", but I'm ignoring him. I like it.

Just Another Update

The picture above shows 35 weeks. See, you know you're approaching your 9th month when you can actually hold your belly from below rather than just rest your hands on top of it. This week I'm actually at 36 weeks, but I'm lazy about posting anything in real time. Plus, nobody really cares about that little technicality except myself. So, there you go.

I would have to say that the belly is now taking on a basketball shape. I feel like it's protruding forward more and more everyday. Which, I have to say, I prefer to it protruding wider more and more everyday - ever-widening would be worse, I think. Thankfully I'm still fairly comfortable - still sleeping through the night, etc. I'm very grateful for that.

I've been having trouble getting up out of the couch, though. Jesse usually has to give me a nice nudge from behind to get me up and on my feet again. Getting out of bed in the morning is a similar experience. Feels like a work out right when I get up in the morning. Roll over, scootch to the side of the bed, focus really hard before lurching the legs off the side then heave the midsection to an upright position and finally step off onto the ground. Whew. Seriously, I hate mornings, and this little routine is not helping.

I'm also craving foods more so now than I was in the first trimester. I didn't think that was normal (it probably isn't). But, I've been eating LOTS of bagels with creamcheese, yogurt with fruit and granola, oatmeal squares cereal and ice cream. Mmmm. Gotta love all the dairy and carbohydrates I'm consuming. Poor baby.

This is sort of random, but I had to document it somewhere. We got golf ball-sized hail last week! Look at that. Do you see the golf ball in the picture above? I threw it in there just to give you something to compare it to. We had some damage to the house roof, siding and even two storm windows broken. It was insane! I've never seen anything like it.

And, last, but not least I sewed my first onesie for the little guy. I used the nightgown pattern that I had used before and then traced the bottom half from some onesies that I had on hand. Unfortunately I didn't have any small snaps, so I ended up with velcro instead. I'm not sure if that will hold, but we'll see. I picked up the shirt at goodwill, and it turns out this is his first UNI outfit. His dad was proud.

Hopefully I'll have time and energy to continue experimenting with these. They're fun to sew and I can imagine all sorts of possibilities.

Little Booties for Little Feet

Is there a plethora of babies being born in everyone else's lives too . . . or is it just me? My word. It's like we've got something in the water around here. There are four women (not including myself) that I work with (or are married to men that work with me) who have just had or are having babies in these next couple of months. It's like a baby frenzy around here!

Anyway, it occurred to me a couple of weeks ago that I better get some baby gifts ready because I just might be in no place to actually make them, buy them or give them when I need to due to the arrival of my own little one.

So that led to massive amounts of bootie-making last weekend. I found several scraps of fabric, some cute buttons and this lovely and easy pattern. They went together beautifully.

The burnt orange pair was my first practice pair, and they will be for my little guy. The stripey pair is for another little boy due around the same time mine is. And, then there are three cutesy floral ones for the girls. Oh how I love the girly stuff . . . it's so fun!


By the way, you get ten bucks if you can see my reflection in the window.