I have been fortunate enough to grow up in a very creative household. My mom, a passionate artist, taught us to love and appreciate everything handmade. She spent endless hours with us painting and crafting and made the most beautiful costumes for Halloween each year.
Needless to say I have become incredibly appreciative of handmade gifts. When I got pregnant with little miss sunshine 4 years ago and was ordered bed-rest due to complications, I decided that I wanted to spend my time creatively. I bought my first two knitting books, went on the internet and learned how to knit.
The first couple of months were a bit frustrating. My first scarf took forever to be completed and the end result was slightly disappointing, despite my mom trying to convince me otherwise (bless her optimistic and confidence building soul).
Despite my uneven, childish looking, tiny scarf, I decided not to quit.
One of the best decisions I ever took (OK, I am exaggerating of course, but you get the drift).
After knitting about 30 Christmas scarves & hats during the final trimester of carrying little I., I slowly started to get the hang of it. I started knitting faster and the end results looked more professional.
Then Iliana came along and I suddenly had so much free time to knit!
HA! I almost had you there, right?
For the next ten months I left my knitting needles and yarn locked away as I was frantically trying to cope with having a jealous 2 1/2-year-old, a newborn and a husband to take care of. Thankfully I had help. I don’t think I would have survived without it (No, no exaggeration there).
A couple of years and numerous knitting gifts later I decided I wanted to broaden my horizons and bought a sewing machine. Remember that frustrating beginner knitting phase I just told you about? Yeap, Déjà vu.
I looked at my sewing machine and thought that can’t be it. I felt like I was back in high school and had this complicated science project in front of me of which I understood absolutely NADA.
What my two children have taught me throughout the years, PATIENCE, came in very handy in learning these two skills. Oh and lets not forget the
desperate need to occupy my mind with something else other than parenting. That. Too.
I already started with my Christmas projects this year and have had some great reviews from friends which got me thinking. Why not make a few more and sell them?? And if it does kick off, why not turn it into a business? Doing something I love while making a bit of pocket-money, that sounds like a dream come true.
How about you? Do you prefer a handmade gift or would you rather buy something in a store?
Until next time