Welcome Caila of CailaMade!!!!
I found Vanessa through shorts, oddly enough. Last summer, while she was co-hosting the popular series Shorts On The Line, we struck up an email conversation and ended up fast friends over internet lines. I love this internet world and the friendships I've formed, but often I wish we were all a little bit closer to each other!
Since we at least have a virtual porch, and I'm sitting on it here with you, I'd like to give you a little behind-the-scene look at what my creative life is like. I'm not going to tell you what my favorite fabrics are, or what patterns I've been sewing lately, because you can look at my blog for that stuff. What I haven't shared with my readers before, and am feeling brave enough to share today, is why I started sewing in the first place and how it changed my life.
I grew up creative: reading, writing, singing, playing music, but I was never "crafty." That world was foreign to me. I watched in awe as my friends turned colorful paper into origami photo albums, knitted scarves out of yarn, decorated for parties, and sewed aprons. None of that came easily to me. I was far too busy most of the time, or too involved in a book, to sit down and apply myself to a craft. When my friends hosted scrapbooking parties I was generally invited as the token "talker" of the group. Everyone knew I wouldn't do a single scrapbook page, wouldn't even look at the supplies, but I could be counted on to keep the conversation flowing. That was my place in the crafty world.
That is, until I was pregnant with my daughter and there was a problem.
|Six months pregnant on January 12, 2010|
Fear has a dampening effect, and in the first week of waiting for our appointment with the cardiac specialist I couldn't do much other than sit and think, trying not to be afraid. I talked and prayed with friends, and was reminded of a verse from the passage in 1 Corinthians 13, the famous passage on LOVE. Verse seven explains that love "always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." Well, I couldn't protect my daughter on my own, but I could certainly learn to trust. I prayed to learn how to hope and persevere, as well.
I began to believe that hoping for the best was the most strategic weapon against fear. Instead of sitting around trying not to be afraid, I imagined a future with my daughter in which she was healthy, beautiful, and full of life. I looked at paint swatches for her room, registered for baby gear at Toys R Us, and browsed for baby bedding.
I couldn't find any bedding I liked, and that's when my mother-in-law (bless her!) suggested that I make my own. I'm sure I laughed and said, "Make it? I can't sew anything. I'm not crafty like that!" Yet, she had intrigued me and I summoned the courage to enter our local Joanne's Fabric and Crafts store.
I'm not going to lie, I almost cried when I first walked through the fabric section because I was so overwhelmed! I looked through baby quilt books, chose a design and picked out fabrics. I knew nothing of Joann's coupons so I spent a fortune, but my husband looked the other way because, for the first time in weeks, my eyes were alive.
|Setting up to sew my first quilt! Notice the computer was already an integral part of my sewing education.|
|I first began sewing on the Singer my mom used when I was a young child.|
|My first quilt! This bad boy took me countless hours to complete, and I still haven't added the binding. Oops!|
I felt like a new woman. I know it sounds overly dramatic, but sewing rescued me from a very dark place. It carried me through months of waiting to see the cardiac specialist. Then, when his exam revealed my daughter's perfectly healthy heart, sewing gave me a way to share my joy.
|My first Itty Bitty Baby Dress, pattern by Made by Rae|
|My second quilt and my beautiful Janome sewing machine.|
|This is me working on my third quilt for Abby, when I was about 7 or 8 months pregnant.|
|I used to love sewing with minky. Not anymore!|
During my sewing renaissance, I fell in love with fabric of course, and that love has never died. Our lives have changed a lot since those days. We have three children now (a little boy came along after my daughter) and I spend all my free time sewing and blogging at CailaMade. Sewing has brought so much joy to my life, so much beauty and confidence, that I can't imagine living without it.
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OH MY GOSH! Just look at that beautiful blessing child... Little Miss Abby!!! She is so cute! I've face timed her and she is quite awesome in real life! I truly believe children are exactly what God says, "Blessings from Him!" This real life story is no exception and a reminder everywhere at God's goodness and grace! Caila, thank you for sharing all of this! And funny enough, I too, started sewing while I was pregnant with Cai! And boy do I know about fears! I am constantly struggling with them and having to turn to God to cope! Sewing has been a blessing in my life and I pray that it is for all who do it that it will bring joy to you and your family! Love you, Caila!
And of course, if you have never seen Caila's blog, you are missing OUT!!! Go there to see more wonderful-ness and be inspired!