Monday, August 31, 2009

The Sewing Continues

Here is a kimono top I made for Eden from this pattern.  This is the same pattern I used for baby Devlin's kimono and pant set, but I had to alter it quite a bit.  It was a combination of cutting the pattern pieces wrong (imagine that) and the fact that Eden must be rounder than it allows for.  I also had to alter the neck to make it curved in the back instead of straight across, or it would pucker.  You can't really tell, but there are triangular panels of that orange flower accent fabric on either side to make it more of an a-line.  I think it's quite pretty on her.  It definitely needs a shirt underneath, which wasn't the original intention, but will be perfect for cooler weather.  I'll post a picture the whole thing on my little model when I get the pants done.

Here's the other v-neck t-shirt I bought at the same time as the pink one.  I had different plans for it.  I had seen these scrappy looking approximations of flowers that I thought were kind-of charming.  I decided to try it.  This hasn't been washed yet and I expect the edges of the "flowers" to fray, which should be interesting.  I can't decide if I'm in love with it or if it's weird looking.  It's hard to know if you saw something in a boutique that you hadn't made whether or not you would like it.  That's art for ya... well, for me anyway.  As the artist, I know the process, the flaws, the details... and it's hard to just see the big picture and make a judgement.
I'm thinking about adding some leaves to the 
top one (maybe the bottom one too) to clue in the observer to the flower idea.  What do you think?

Friday, August 28, 2009

Good News and Bad News

The good news is I think I've found someone to document the birth.  It's still gonna be a good chunk of change, but I feel like what she wants to charge is much, much more reasonable than the other photographer I was seriously talking to.  We had a very nice conversation over the phone and she sounds very sweet.  She said she would be really honored and excited to have the opportunity to document such a special event.  She gave me one flat fee for the whole shebang.  I call her when I'm in labor, she comes to the house, follows us to the hospital and stays to take newborn shots.  
She's also including a photo shoot within the first two weeks of baby at home and all the shots on CD with rights to edit and print.  Exactly what I wanted plus the bonus photoshoot after the birth!  I honestly wasn't super thrilled with the photos she had on her webpage.  They were adequate and better than any of my friends can do, but nothing was making me go "wow!"  She directed me to her Facebook page where there were some more recent shots and, thank goodness, those pictures had more of what I was looking for.  I have one more query out to a local photographer and I'm waiting on that reply before I commit, but I really think I've found who we're going to use.

Now the bad news.  I've been up and down about Creative Co-Motion.  I was very proud of myself for starting a business, but, having never started a business before (especially while pregnant and emotional) I did not realize how hard it is to keep a baby business going.  I had 9 students my first month, which I was pleased with since my limit was 12.  I ordered business cards and handed them out, created an official blog and a business email address.  I ended up with about 5 students that were consistently attending class and we had great fun.  
I wasn't quite ready to advertise, because I didn't want to advertise for September, get an influx of new students and then decide to quit in October for preggo reasons and leave my new students high and dry. 
No advertising = no backup = not enough students to continue in September.  Business sense, you know?
Not enough students to continue in September = one disappointed dance teacher.  I was really excited to get back a little of the dance teacher identity that I'd lost since becoming a mom, but I wasn't ready for the business aspect of it all.
I guess I'll just wait until next year and attempt to calculate the emotional cost of trying this again.
Experiences like this are reminders that it is so easy to try to find our fulfillment in things other than Christ.  My identity is not dancer or teacher or even mom, but child of God.
Some verses to remind you of this truth too...

John 15:5I am a branch of Jesus Christ,
the true vine, and a channel
of His life.
John 15:16I have been chosen and
appointed to bear fruit.
1 Corinthians 3:16I am God's temple.
2 Corinthians 5:17-21I am a minister of
reconciliation for God.
Ephesians 2:6I am seated with Jesus Christ
in the heavenly realm.
Ephesians 2:10I am God's workmanship.
Ephesians 3:12I may approach God with
freedom and confidence.
Philippians 4:13I can do all things through
Christ, who strengthens me.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009


Unwilling to settle for an amateur until I had exhausted all my avenues with the professional, I tried to get a price break with the angle of building the photographer's client list since she's never done any birth documentary work, but might like to in the future.   I was giving her the opportunity to practice on me and use my photos to show others why they might also want their birth experience documented. 

It was a really great email.

But no dice.  She pretty much told me she doesn't want to do it at all now.  Booooohooooooo!  I really wanted her to do it and I didn't want to pay $200 an hour for it.
Now to look into photography programs at local colleges...

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Random Rants

How DARE a cockroach be crawling on my fireplace in broad daylight in the middle of the afternoon!  Roaches are supposed to skitter around only at night when I'm not looking, never cross my path when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and NEVER show their yucky little brown faces when we have guests staying with us.  That is the Cockroach Code of Conduct.

Why, oh why is Eden so tired after no morning nap, playing in childcare during my Bible study and an afternoon dance class that she's falling asleep in her carseat despite me tickling her feet at red lights and singing extremely loudly to whatever is on the radio, limp as a wet dishrag as I carry her into her room and lay her in her crib, and then suddenly alert, talking and fussing when I leave her room!?!?  AAAAAAArrgh!

How come the draw to touch everything off-limits has suddenly become irresistibly strong for my 19 month old?  Unfortunately, these urges of hers correlate inversely to my level of patience.

Why is photography so darn-tootin' expensive!?  I really need to just learn my camera better, take some classes and get with the program to make some phat cash.  I enjoy doing it.  People like my pictures.  There's not an overflow of photographers here in Jackson.  
But that's not where I was going with this.  I really want someone to take pictures of my labor and birth.  My mom was able to do it last time, but an 8 hr. drive is kind-of prohibitive.  Besides, she told me yesterday that she doesn't really want to be at the hospital anyway.  She'd rather come stay with Eden.  That way, if I'm at the hospital through the night, she can just put Eden to bed and go to sleep.  Lame.  No, really, that's fine with me.  But that means, there's no one to take pictures.  I've looked into hiring someone, but the prices are just ridiculous.  I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but I've got to work something out.  It's pretty stinkin' important to me to document my (possibly) last labor experience.

That's it for now...

Friday, August 21, 2009

Small Project

Big results.
I bought this plain pink v-neck maternity t-shirt for $7 at Old Navy knowing that I was going to dress it up somehow.  I didn't know exactly what I was going to do, but today, I was inspired.   The combination of a baby signs DVD and Veggie Tales on Qubo allowed me just enough time to pretty up this shirt with cut-outs from a too-small plain white undershirt.
I think it looks like I paid a few more dollars than 7 now, don't you?
I'm pleased as punch.  :)

Favorite Friday

New favorite: knock-off's of a pretty things.
I love Anthropologie's clothes.  They're so unbelievably expensive, but so creative and so unique.  It might be worth it to pay for them one day, but, in the mean time, I'll just browse the store to get inspiration.
Here's the Anthropologie belt:

and here's my belt that I made from leftovers of the fabric I used to cover my dining room chairs:

Thursday, August 20, 2009

A Vocab "Lethon"

Eden's vocabulary, phonetically, sort-of.

No = no
Yes = esth
Eyes = eyeth
Toes = tous
Light = ite
Nest = nesth
Please = peath, cheeth
Socks = gockth, ockth and, if she really focuses, sssssockth
Shoes = shyousth
Hot = ot
Clock = gock, ock (note similarities to "socks"), dock
Hat = at or sometimes hat
Peach = teach
Milk = nyulc-K (very pronounced "k" at the end, almost like another syllable) and sometimes mmmmmmyulc-K
Duck = duck or dock
Quack = duck - "duck" is also the sound a duck makes, apparently
Out = ow, ou-T
Eat = ee, ee-T 
Dog and Cat are still "woof" and "mow"

Some combinations:

Belly Button (aka Bee-bo) is still but-boh
Out, please = Ow-cheesth
Bye-Bye Daddy = Bye-Bye Dadda
Bye-Bye Mommy = Bye-Bye Madda or Bye-Bye Damma

Did you notith all the lithping?  I knew that girl narrating Your Baby Can Read was going to do that to her!!

Monday, August 17, 2009


I do not stare at my new ring (now paired with my original engagement ring) several times a day for minutes at a time in admiration.  Not me.

I would never start a fourth (maybe fifth) sewing project with unfinished ones still waiting... and a promised baby outfit still to be started... for someone who went into labor last night and probably has their baby by now.  Not me.   How flighty and irresponsible that would be.

More about that fifth project:  I wouldn't think of attempting to create a maternity shirt for myself with no pattern, especially since I can't seem to follow a pattern without many mistakes along the way.  Why would I?

Also related to projects:  I know better than to spend my free time trying to find even more tutorials, things to sew, and projects too irresistible not to start when I have so many to finish/ waiting to be begun already.  Yep, not me.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Giveaway Alert!

Sew Cute Shop Amy Butler Birdie Sling GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!
This is just one of MANY crafty blogs I've stumbled across in my trek across the internet to find things to sew and to inspire me to sew.  I love all things Amy Butler, her patterns, her fabrics, her paper...  so I couldn't resist entering this giveaway.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Awesomeness in List Form

I had to add this.  Over at Panic and Do Something Stupid, she's got a post that's similarish to my Not Me Mondays that I haven't kept up with.
This made me chuckle, so check it out.

Favorite Friday

I have discovered a new favorite shaving cream.  I didn't really have a favorite before.... just a regular.  
Some of you may know that I really like Arbonne products because of their commitment, not only to no animal testing, but to no animal products or by-products in their formulations.  That claim used to be pretty rare, but now, if you know what you're looking for, you can find several vegan options on the shelves of your local health food store. 
I've discovered Alba Botanica's coconut-lime Cream Shave.  It's completely vegan, completely yummy and leaves my skin smooth and moisturized.  When I say yummy, not only does it look like something I should be eating by the spoonful instead of smearing on my legs and armpits, the smell is.... perfect.  I love beachy coconut smells, but sometimes, they can be overwhelming.  This scent is so... so... creamy.  That's the only way I know how to describe it.  It's like a lime-coconut frosting as opposed to a lime-coconut drink or perfume or something.  You'll just have to stick your own nose over a bottle of it to see what I mean.

I do not plan on shopping for shaving foam, gel, cream etc. in the drug store any longer.  I'm hooked.  I tried it as a sample in the B & B we stayed at for our 4th anniversary and I've been impatiently waiting for the rest of my Skintimate to run out.  It has... and now I can commit fully to my new infatuation.

Sunday, August 09, 2009

The Ring

I don't know if I've ever blogged about the title for my blog.  Have I?

Well, if I have, I'm about to again, and if I haven't, you're about to find out why I picked that name.  

When Chuck and I were married, he gave me a wedding set that consisted of two white gold bands with several prong-set tiny diamonds and milgrain edges flanking my engagement ring with my grandma's 1/4 carat round diamond and five small channel-set round diamonds on either side, also set in a white gold band.  
I discovered about a year into our marriage that it was not comfortable to wear my wedding set for very long.  My finger would itch and become irritated, red and bumpy.  I assumed this was just from dirt or other irritants getting stuck under my ring, so I started taking it off at night and sometimes only wearing one of the thin wedding bands and not the whole trio.  
Halfway through my pregnancy with Eden, Chuck bought me a beautiful sterling silver ring with a large blue topaz stone from Brighton.  Topaz is the December birthstone (Eden was due in December) and I fell in love with it when we were walking around Phipps Plaza in Atlanta, so he bought it for me.  Little did I know that I would be wearing it in place of my wedding rings.
I'm not sure how long ago I began wearing it, but my white gold set was just too exasperatingly itchy.  We've determined I must be allergic to nickel, a component in white gold.  I had another sterling silver band engraved with "depth, breadth, height" (from Browning's How Do I Love Thee) and wore the two rings together to make me look "more" married.  
I knew that one day I would get a replacement wedding set in platinum, but wasn't sure when money would allow.

In the meantime, I began this blog.  The sterling and topaz on my finger represented a struggle for me to be content.  It was a constant reminder that I have had a privileged life with expectation that it will always be so.  It also somewhat represented an underlying current of waiting for things to come to fruition.  Supporting my husband as he finished medical school and began residency, learning to let go of my dancing for a time as my body changed and an ever-needy being was given to me to care for, never feeling quite at home in our new city and rented house, etc.  Waiting.  Waiting....

God has taught me so much in the four years I've been a wife.  It's so true that the more you learn, the more you realize how much you don't know.  But, I'm glad to be continuously made aware of areas I need to grow in.  It's a sign that I am actually growing.  I'm a different person from the one I was four years ago and I hope to be a different person yet four years from now.  I want to keep changing.  I want to keep maturing.  I want to keep working towards being the person my Father sees in me.  

In November I'll be a mother of two.  In May I'll be a wife of five years.  In June... I'll be 30.  *shudder* It's a big year and I know God's got big plans.  We're in a bit of transition right now, as Chuck has officially moved into his residency (no longer a lowly intern), and completed the last part of his exams to be able to practice as a doctor.  We're looking for the right church home for us because we're not sure we're still meant to be at the church we began attending last year.  We are finally going to make a monthly budget and we are continuing our attempt to manage our finances in a Godly way.  
As the last page in our wedding album says "With full trust in our God and our love for each other, we look forward with joy to the adventure of our lives."

And, by the way... I just got a new ring.  No set yet.  Platinum's expensive, so we're taking this a step at a time.  It's a one-carat total weight five-stone wedding ring from Memoire's Purity Collection.... and I love it.  :)

Friday, August 07, 2009

Latest Professional Shots

That's my baby!
Taken by Gail Bassett of Family Moments Photography.  (of course)

Eden Can Count!

Well, sort-of.  She's interested in the process, always points to her owl clock and the dining room clock and enjoys the book "Time for Tom," a Veggie Tales book about different times of day.  Right now, I'm listening to her counting in her playpen.  
"Oh, Choo, Eye, A"

"A, Choo, Oh, Choo"

"Eye, A, Oh"

I wouldn't know that this was counting, except that Daddy often says "One, Two Three!" before he does something with her like help her jump into the pool, or throw her up in the air or something.  Once, when they were playing on the floor of the living room, he was counting to three before she tumbled onto some pillows.  She stood up, raised her arms as divers do to prepare, and said "Eye, Choo, Oh..." and then launched onto the pillows.  
:) cuteness

Tuesday, August 04, 2009


I know my friend Gifton won't be getting this in her mailbox for a few days still, but I just cannot possibly wait another second to post this picture of the outfit I made her baby (who could pop out any day now, if he's anything like his brother).  She's a dear friend and we now live many, many miles apart.  As you know, if you've read my blog recently, I've just begun to sew.  I have tons of free patterns and tutorials for baby things downloaded on my laptop, just begging to be tried, so I jumped at the chance to make something for her.  Here's what came of it.  Just like my other sewing attempts, it's far from perfect, but with any luck, she can overlook some imperfections and see the hopeful heart behind the crooked stitches.  Hope you and baby Devlin like it Gifton!


The secret is not finding a man who's perfect, just one who will be quick to admit when he's made a mistake.

It's not about finding a man who always says the right thing at the right time, just one who always means what he says.

The secret is not finding a man who will buy you everything you want, but one who wants you and everything you have.

Don't seek out a man who will always give you your way, just one who considers your way an equal possibility.

The secret is not finding a man who you can change, but one who wants to be changed by God.