That's that question that gets tossed around my brain these days: am I a quilter any more? I feel more of a poser than a quilter these days. I buy fabric, look at patterns, talk quilt... but where are the quilts?
After a few weeks of thinking about it, I realize I DO want to be a quilter. I've asked my husband for help, help me find time to quilt. It's not easy with baby Caleb around. Quilting will be done in stolen moments, but I do want to put some valid effort towards it everyday. I miss quilting.
I did go to my guild's quilt show in February. Not a lot of quilts stood out to me... but I had Caleb with me and needed to hurry because he was fussy.
Something that really helped the general flow of the household was giving up my sewing room. Yeah... it's Caleb's room now. Out went the two sewing tables, cutting table and computer table. In went Caleb's crib, toys and a twin mattress.
Cribs make good places to stack quilts, right?
But yes... I finally have my first finished quilt of the year.
Caleb might be a handful these days...