I have a sewing machine. Now what?

I have a sewing machine. Now what?

I spent Mother’s Day with the ones who call me mommy and the one responsible for making me mom (my children and Mr. C, of course). What is normally a crazy Sunday morning routine of getting everyone fed, showered, dressed and out the door to church at the same time was tamed by a morning spent sleeping in and a Starbucks coffee waiting for me when I came out of the shower. Seriously. Why can’t every Sunday be like this?

We made it to church without a glitch and on time. I sat next to Mr. C praising God and listening to a wonderful message about family values. As a mom, it is always reassuring to hear you are on the right track and to feel convicted in areas you need to improve.

We went out to lunch, meandered around a book store for over an hour, watched Captain America and then went out to dinner. It was perfect.

I would be remiss not to mention the gifts. The best part is watching my children watch me read their handmade gifts they made with such pride. I cherish these funny and from the heart moments.

My favorite from my six-year-old is when she finished the prompt:
One of the times I was really proud you were mom was… when you let me have 3 Oreos.

These are my favorite completed prompts from my preteen:
I hear old school music and I think of car rides.
I want you to go to the Super Bowl one day.
I think you still look good in your apron.
I smile when we watch movies together
I understand you work hard for our family.
I love you because you are you.

sewing machineMr. C and my son placed a huge bag in front of me and waited anxiously as I opened it. They bought me a sewing machine! My son proudly stated, “I told dad it was what you really wanted.” I thought, Yikes! I did say that. The truth is I say a lot of things because in theory I would love to be able to sew, knit, play drums, scrapbook, take pictures, paint, basically anything that requires talent I do not have.

I looked at Mr. C and genuinely thanked him for what must have been a hard purchase to make. He knows me the real me. However, he is also the first person to support any wild adventure I decide to take. I have a closet full of unfinished projects to prove it.

He later confessed that as he put the sewing machine in the cart he visualized buying me a very expensive paper weight. I am determined not to allow that happen but the machine is still in it’s unopened box. Help!

I have always wanted a sewing machine but I have no idea what I would even use it for. I’m thinking I could make baby doll dresses for my daughter, aprons, and pillows but outside of that I got nothing. This all assuming I figure out how to work the darn thing. Don’t worry I have a date with the instructional DVD tomorrow afternoon.

Hey! Don’t judge me. I was raised by a single dad and kicked out of home economics and made to take shop with the boys.

Do you have a sewing machine?

What do you use it for (this is a serious question, Yo!)?

Do you have any beginner recommendations?


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