This quilt has been a thorn in my side for about a year. I loved gathering fabrics for it. I loved piecing it together. I loved when the top was done. This was the first quilt I took to a shop to have it quilted. And they MESSED IT UP! I was heartbroken. So much time and money. I thought about ripping it all out and doing it over. I thought about trying to fix it. They did some hand quilting to try to fix the spots. I just didn't know what to do. I was so upset that I didn't care about finishing the quilt. So it sat in the bag, without binding, for a year. I finally decided to bind it, and then decide what to do about the quilting. The binding gave me a hard time, much harder than Susie's quilt from this summer. But I got it done.Emmett knew the blanket was for him, and when I finally pulled it out of the machine he said "It's done, mommy? My blanket?" He was so excited. We took it to his bed and he just started pointing out all the things he saw. I loved watching him get excited.
And then I took it to a friend, and we decided that because of all the fabrics you couldn't notice the mistakes easily. And then the boys played on it and loved it. I realized that I don't need to stress about the imperfections. It's been sitting in the closet when he could have been enjoying it. So I'm calling it done.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
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