There seems to have been a outbreak of "preggy" nurses at my job. I don't really have
the time or energy to keep up with all this work related gift giving but once in a while
someone or something inspires me to break out the ol' sewing machine. In this case it was the owl print scrub top that this one nurse often wore.
I went shopping for fabric and came across a owl filled print (sorry..I don't remember the manufacturer of this fabric) which was perfect. I traced over an owl and enlarged it in various sizes.
Each owl represents a member of the family, Poppa, Momma, Sister and baby Caleb. The stuffed owl was a pattern I sketched out and put together using fleece and a few embroidery accents. Surprisingly, nurse and baby came for a visit and Caleb was wearing a outfit with the same colors represented in the quilt.
I've always enjoyed creating things since I was a little girl. While my brother and sisters were out learning to ride bikes I would sit on a couch for hours making paper dolls and storing them in an envelope I stapled together out of construction paper. My first experience sewing was inspired by a book I ordered from a fundraiser in elementary school. With it's simple projects to sew, I chose to make an apron. My mother gave me an old garment to use for material. I sewed a square together forgetting to leave a small opening to turn it. I cheesed out and left it like that and attached a grosgrain ribbon on the edge for ties. I was so proud of that moment, ha ha. I've come a long way since then and my passion for cloth and creating continues. I enjoy making cloth dolls and like to dabble with whatever strikes my fancy. It's a journey.