I have been wanting to get back to blogging for the last month or so, but stuff kept happening. The sort of stuff you hesitate before writing about in a quilting blog. And so I left it a little longer, and a little longer.
But life kept happening, and after spending the last month sewing for a babe who will not be, I thought I will just pick up and start writing again.
The babe was not mine. I was an expectant Aunt, and very excited about little Peanut as he was named. So, most of my finishes have been baby-related, and already passed to the expectant Mum. I won’t be posting pictures, and they are currently packed away, out of sight.
I am always amazed at the sisterhood of women that emerges so swiftly after a miscarriage. Every woman seems to have suffered a loss, or have a friend or a sister who has suffered a loss. And so we unite, and we hug, and cry, and pray, and we move on together.
I wanted to take a quilt with me on the weekend, something to wrap around my sister when I wasn’t there, but I couldn’t finish it in the hours I had. Of course, she just wanted company, not quilts, so I will push on and finish it this week. Or not. And the other quilts I was making for wee Peanut will be put aside, to be finished at another time.
I came back from my time away to hug my children, and realised again how blessed I am.