I sort of got embarrassed. Embarrassed-- ashamed?-- at the sudden reality of what a "passion" looks like, when it has sort of gotten out of hand. When it goes from "positive passion" to "spiritual illness" passion.
Sewing is a great skill to have, and I've enjoyed it immensely. But I think that, at some point over the past 4 years, it crossed the line from "hobby" to "obsession". Maybe not in a way that required critical intervention. Maybe not in a way that drained our family's finances and caused great amounts of tension with my husband and children. No, thankfully that wasn't the case. Simply put, my mind was on overdrive with projects: the current, the unfinished, and the backlog of "to dos" on my mental wishlist.
Without yammering on much more about it, I think I'd like to have a more balanced approach in 2013. I'd like to sew more for my kids. My KIDS!! Imagine that! Readers, I have THREE adorable, beautiful daughters now-- I've got nerdorable dresses to sew in matching sets of three! :D
I don't regret sewing for myself, because it did largely come out of a real need: I needed nicer clothes for church, and I hate shopping at the mall and buying cheap stuff made in sweatshop somewhere. Sewing at night was much easier than bringing 2 or 3 small kids shopping, even at a thrift store where I wouldn't even have time to try anything on. I still plan on sewing for myself, but I don't want it to become obsessive (again). Or compulsive (again). Or a disorder (hehehe? again). Ahem.
Did you know it's impossible to read a book and operate a sewing machine at the same time? It's true! And that's why I've barely ready ENNNEEETHEEENG over the past few years. My brain seriously feels like it has atrophied. Case in point:
Job: "Have you thought about doing little lessons at home with Susy lately?"
Me: "Um... she plays really well independently"
Job: "I think it could be fun, you know, just like when you taught Sunday school years ago"
Me: stares into space. Tries to think about such a concept but only stares at her husband blankly, spurting phrases like:
"5/8" Seam allowance!" "Shirtdress!" and "JoAnns coupon will expire in 3 hours..."
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5 comments:
Wishing you all of God's blessings!
I'm glad to read your update!
I have found myself thinking, or even uttering, "I used to be intelligent!" I think having so many babies in such a short span of time did something to my brain. I have so many things going on in my head that getting out a clear, concise sentence (verbally, I mean) is nearly impossible. Writing is my solace. Although, I am an awful typist! :)
I hope you will write more :)
Oh, I ♥ that last picture of all 6 of you! I grew up in a family of 6, too. It's very nice now, especially since we're all grown up and have children of our own, the cousins all get along well... A big family is a blessing!
I also love that photo, and the tshirt your Dh is wearing :)
Balance is so lovely, and so needed, and so hard to find. Sigh.
I LOVE your real family photo!!!!
perfection!!!!!
ps- I LOVE you and your family too!!!
marm
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