No Energy to Sew

I’ve been lagging on firing up the ol’ sewing machine lately. I started working a full time job that I love (!), but when I come home in the evenings, the sewing machine looks more like a task (a nagging task, at that) than anything else. I used to sew during every one of my son’s naps and after he went to sleep for the night, but now I hardly have enough energy to plug the thing in, let alone have the creative juices flow enough to make something nice. Luckily I have a couple of half-completed handbags laying around and was even able to finish one last night, which I’ll put up on Etsy tomorrow, probably.

My husband, son and I are taking a two-week vacation to Ontario next week that I’m looking forward to. I’m a little nervous about not having a home base for that entire time, or having to share someone else’s home (nap times are crutial, especially now that temper tantrums are in full swing), but I’m really looking forward to being back.

I was eight months pregnant when we left Ontario to move back to Nova Scotia so that we could raise our son near my family. Now, nearly two years later, we’re back for our second visit (we had a day layover on our way to Cuba in November), and this will be the first time we get to meet our new niece, Maegan, who was born a few days ago at home with the help of midwives. She was a little bit late, and my sister-in-law delivered a healthy 8lb 10oz little girl without any medical intervention. Beautiful!

While we’re there, we’ll be going to the Toronto Zoo, doing lots of shopping and having some date days (nights are often a no-go since Ash still wakes up frequently and freaks out if I’m not there), going to a baby shower for another friend of mine and I’m getting a tattoo. I can’t wait to see all of our old friends again.

Organizing Fabric

Sometimes I go through my fabric and it ends up in a complete mess… and it takes me weeks, but I eventually clean it up and organize it.

This is what two small cubbies look right now in my office… a fraction, SMALL fraction of my fabric hoarding:

Birthday Smirthday

I really, really hate my birthday. I don’t remember a time that I actually enjoyed having a birthday. It tends to fall on Easter weekend (as it does this year) and when I was a kid if I was having a birthday party most people would tell me that they couldn’t come because they were going to be visiting their grandmother and couldn’t come. Or, the dirt road I lived on (2.5km back) would be so muddy that people couldn’t even drive to my house. I eventually stopped having birthday parties.

Getting older they mostly just made me uncomfortable. I just don’t enjoy the fuss. I know I should suck up the attention and the gifts and the cake, but I just can’t help but feel awkward about it all.

I have no plans for this Sunday, other than a sushi lunch and to sleep in. I’d like to spend some time with my family and away from my family and that’s about it.

Pink Lady Treasury

I’ve been featured in another treasury lately. Pink Lady is chalk full of beautiful items and features my Pink and Ivory Vee Market Bag.