I began this quilt in 2008, and I had the silly idea that it would be done in a month. I know. I laugh too. For a couple weeks it’s pretty much all I worked on, and I made quite a bit of headway on it.
And then? And then, it got really boring and I took a little break. And a little break took another little break, they got married and had kids and the break turned into… well, a few years.
So last December I put my foot down and got going to finish the quilt top off. And I did. I finished the top off.
And there it sat. Waiting. For me to get off my lard ass and baste it so that I can hand quilt it. Yep. I am insane.
The idea was that this quilt should 100% hand-stitched, as an heirloom piece (I had no idea that the quilt would take so long that I could pass it onto my own damn grandkids myself). And the hand basting part was putting me off. Partly because there is nowhere in the house to lay a quilt out flat to baste, and partly because I didn’t want the hand quilting that came after it.
But one sunny afternoon, and a feeling of immense optimism and without another thought, out came the quilt top, the batting, the backing and a million pins and gizmos and before I knew it the quilt was basted. I have actually started the quilting (I’m taking a little break. I know.) and hopefully this quilt will be finished this year. Insha’allah. I have a little boy who has been waiting a long time for this mama-made.
And once that’s done? I have a littler boy waiting for his version too… Lord have mercy…