My bag of tricks for parenting, grieving and living.
[...] I finally finished my quilt. I first started quilting about 8 years ago at my first teaching job. The librarian taught me the basics and I made my first quilt; red of course, with cherries. I have used that blanket daily ever since. I cuddle under it on the couch and watch my nightly television, then Caskey began to use it once we were married with his toes sticking out, and then kids would cuddle under it when they were sick. They even threw-up on it once or twice. Yuck! It now has holes in it, through all 3 layers. So last spring I started a new quilt for myself, for cuddling on the couch. I have decided to treat myself with breaks now that I have four kids. For the last 6 years I have lived for my kids and rarely taken time for myself. But I hit a wall and realized that I needed some me-time too. So in the Spring I took a class on how to make the quilt, then I spent hours at the quilt shop alone working on it. Once it was pieced together I had to take a break to have a baby. But even on break I was still having me-time; a NKOTB concert in October and Twilight the movie in December. [...]