Do Grandma's-to-be actually NEST?
I'm not sure what's normal...
but nothing about 2020 is "normal" thus far.
So as the lockdown went in to effect,
I grew increasingly grateful for my excessive quantity of fabrics hoarded.
(I mean cherishingly collected through the years)
All of my projects for the nursery center around the fabric collection:
Let Them Be Little:
a modern, children's fabric line designed by
Simple Simon and Company
for Riley Blake Designs.
I have made 2 of almost everything-
because my daughter and her best friend
since Brownie Girl Scouts are
pregnant at the very same time.
Both were actually due the same day.
(And who says childhood competition to the finish line ends in childhood)
Luckily I was able to start the quilts with a wonderful panel!
I added some borders... and a binding on first quilt- and the topper was done!
Since I had that panel perk-
I decided to jazz my daughters quilt up
with a row of prairie points!
After the toppers were completely pieced...
I made my sandwiches-
and started pinning.
Some close up details:
I added a 2 1/4" binding stitching on front by machine... and hand stitching on back to finish
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And...,
Here are several other projects
I've created during Quarantine 2020.
Flannel backed Lovie
created with Let them be little fabrics
& prairie points
Baskets to store diapers and supplies:
pattern downloaded from
https://www.ehow.com/how_12343106_make-reversible-fabric-storage-basket.html
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A port-a-pack to carry diapers and
wet wipes from:
https://crazylittleprojects.com/diapers-and-wipes-holder/
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"wee-wee" cups- pattern shared by
https://www.peekaboopages.com/2012/06/pee-pee-teepee-pattern.html
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Luvie created with AGD machine embroidery:
https://www.anitagoodesign.com/product/sweet-dreams-applique/
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I am loving in-the hoop embroidery options-
All designs purchased on line-
created on my Babylock Elisimo 9000
& completed with my "It's a Snap" pliers
Oh well... off to sew some more now...
2 weeks after Avrams' birth:
For Scott & I,
becoming grandparents meant a desperate
becoming grandparents meant a desperate
drive from Texas to Indiana.
Our journey was delayed 'til
Our journey was delayed 'til
after our champs were discharged from
a stressful week in NICU.
a stressful week in NICU.
It meant driving 1000 miles in two days - not being
sure what lay ahead for rest stops or motel experiences.
It meant anxiety over how to deal with:
food...
fuel...
food...
fuel...
restrooms...
motels...
and what if we had trouble with our
motels...
and what if we had trouble with our
overstuffed nursery transport vehicle?
This adventure shall forever be thought of by me as the
" Covid19 First Time GrandParent Schlepp".
To limit the risks,
I obsessively packed up a bag of masks,
gloves,
toilet paper,
paper towels,
lysol
and sanitizers.
I limited fluids- to minimize restroom stops.
I'd been maintaining self-isolation since March-
focusing all my nervous energy in my sewing space.
My only outside contact with the Covid19 world
had been my husband.
Unfortunately- being at the hospital-
he is exposed to it all-
so we both took every precaution we could for months.
Many rest stops were closed completely.
Others, were so clean- they frankly deserve a gold star.
Same with restaurants...
Some only allowed outdoor seating or drive through.
You just had to check ahead...
Some restaurants were allowed 25% occupancy
depending on state.
Those that were serving,
couldn't attempt to serve full menu...
so you just make do.
We learned (sometimes too late)-
you had to really pay attention to state
& county for availability of services!
Don't even mention TENNESSEE to my bladder!
(We won't discuss it further)
Motels have new occupancy rules which would
benefit us- and later- work against us.
But overall, I was really very impressed
with their preparedness.
And then-
Here was the big moment,
when being a grandmother would finally seem real.
(Not that sewing obsessively for months
was not a constant rehearsal).
We drove 14 hours through storm after storm…
But finally, we were there!
Scott knocked & opened the door…
& there they were…
curled up in corner!
My baby girl-
a momma now,
nursing her son.
And as I stepped through that door-
I truly understood the joy of a grandparent.
So yeah… travel is tough during this chaos of Covid19…
but given the chance,
I'd be back in my seatbelt tomorrow
repeating that Covid19 Grandparent Schlepp!
This adventure shall forever be thought of by me as the
" Covid19 First Time GrandParent Schlepp".
To limit the risks,
I obsessively packed up a bag of masks,
gloves,
toilet paper,
paper towels,
lysol
and sanitizers.
I limited fluids- to minimize restroom stops.
I'd been maintaining self-isolation since March-
focusing all my nervous energy in my sewing space.
My only outside contact with the Covid19 world
had been my husband.
Unfortunately- being at the hospital-
he is exposed to it all-
so we both took every precaution we could for months.
Many rest stops were closed completely.
Others, were so clean- they frankly deserve a gold star.
Same with restaurants...
Some only allowed outdoor seating or drive through.
You just had to check ahead...
Some restaurants were allowed 25% occupancy
depending on state.
Those that were serving,
couldn't attempt to serve full menu...
so you just make do.
We learned (sometimes too late)-
you had to really pay attention to state
& county for availability of services!
Don't even mention TENNESSEE to my bladder!
(We won't discuss it further)
Motels have new occupancy rules which would
benefit us- and later- work against us.
But overall, I was really very impressed
with their preparedness.
And then-
Here was the big moment,
when being a grandmother would finally seem real.
(Not that sewing obsessively for months
was not a constant rehearsal).
We drove 14 hours through storm after storm…
But finally, we were there!
Scott knocked & opened the door…
& there they were…
curled up in corner!
My baby girl-
a momma now,
nursing her son.
And as I stepped through that door-
I truly understood the joy of a grandparent.
So yeah… travel is tough during this chaos of Covid19…
but given the chance,
I'd be back in my seatbelt tomorrow
repeating that Covid19 Grandparent Schlepp!