Sunday, February 13, 2011
I have said it before and I am saying it again. I don't like sports. I blame my sports-crazed father. No matter the season there was always a game, match or tournament on the television; golf, baseball, basketball, hockey, football and tennis. He would read the sports section and give me the back story of how the player has overcome adversity to became a world-champion *insert sport* player.
Fast-forward 20 years and now I have sons, three of them to be exact. I'm still not a fan of watching sports or following it. But I am a fan of the kids exercising and learning to be team players. Which is how I found myself buying a cup and t-ball bat and glove last week. First I was a soccer mom and now I am a t-ball mom. *sigh*
And little Alexander . . . . he is going to have a long two years of waiting until he gets to play sports. Each time we get gear for his older brother's he insists on his own gear. Then when the boys head out to the front yard to dribble the soccer ball or catch grounders with the alligator technique Alexander is right behind them with his own ball. I have to say, not only does he have the enthusiasm, but he seems to be fairly coordinated for a 2 year old. I see long years of sitting in stands for practices and games. I better invest in a high quality camp chair.
I gave up on baby books long ago. I own 3 of them, all of them abandoned in favor of blogging and pictures. One day I will have time to record and organize all of the firsts and memories. Until then we have blogging. So, in that vain, I am catching up on Ellie's 'firsts'.
On Eleanor's 3 month birthday she slept in her big girl crib for the first time. After two weeks of her waking up with her head pressed to the top of the bassinet we finally had time to assemble her crib (the same one all of her siblings slept in) put on her new pink sheets and hung her new pink mobile. The little girl is spoiled! That same night I picked her up for her night time feeding and she had rolled onto her belly. I can't believe it! She was rolling belly to back at just over 2 months old and now at 3 months old she is rolling back to belly. This one is going to be quite the mover!
On the same day I sneezed while changing her diaper and she just thought that was the funniest thing ever. She gave a full body chuckle and a few more times after that. She is growing up right before my eyes.
I certainly am loving having her in our family, so is the rest of the family. She is so calm and easy going. It occurred to me the other night that she doesn't ever have to cry. A bit of fussing and moving around shows me what she needs. And if she is having a bad night, invariably because of something I have eaten, it is displayed by wiggling while nursing.
I know it sounds like she is all sunshine and roses - actually its more like bows and flowers - and she kind of is. But I assure you that all four kids haven't been this easy going. Poor Lainy Ann, she was our training child. There was a lot of crying for her and William too. I keep telling people that Eleanor is my reward after having four kids. She really has been a blessing from God.
I don't like making New Year's Resolutions, instead I prefer to call them goals. One of my goals this year was to learn a new craft and I wasn't sure what that was going to be. Each quilt I have made has gotten more and more complicated and I really enjoy challenging myself. But this time I decided to make a dress for Eleanor. I really love the classic styled dresses and there just aren't enough out there to choose from. I figured if I could learn to make a simple dress I could change the look of it with different fabrics and embellishments.
I chose a Simplicity Pattern and some pretty heart fabric, perfect for Valentines' Day. I vowed to read all the directions multiple times and follow them to a T. Something I don't always do with quilting, which is part of the appeal for me. If it said to press a seam, I pressed a seam. I also pinned fabric before sewing, something I don't normally do. Even with all the reading and following directions I had to rip out and redo seams multiple times. I had to take the directions to my mother and ask her to interpret them for me. It was a long and hard process from just cutting the fabric all the way to the end. I know the back still isn't done correctly, but since it hangs okay and she is usually laying on the back of the dress I called it good.
Honestly, I would have given up on the dress long ago, probably after the 4th time I tried sewing the peter pan collar. But I figured it was a good lesson for the kids on not giving up and sticking with a project even though its hard. On that note I think I will be making another dress of the same pattern. I am hoping this time it won't be so difficult and I can use that as an opportunity to teach the kids about practice making it perfect. I even have a color scheme and notions already picked out in my head. I am hoping this second go at it won't be so daunting.