On Evelina’s first birthday, I proudly presented her with the quilt that I had lovingly made for over a year (so started when she was not even yet born). I had chosen gorgeous Tilda fabrics and roughly followed a pattern. My inexperience did not matter because the end result was lovely and special. When I had Austin, I wanted to do the same for him. And I did. It just took a little longer.Continue reading “A Quilt Made with Love”
Tomorrow, I will be forty years old. I thought for sure by the time I got to this ripe old age, I would feel more grown up but maybe that’s the big secret that no child knows: there is no one moment when you feel like you have it all together.