On my 27th birthday, my mom bought me a sewing machine. She said it was because she felt guilty for never really teaching me how to sew. I think it was because she loves me. The day I brought my sewing machine home and started playing with it, I learned a valuable lesson-- Material possessions can make a girl really, really happy. And not just temporarily either. This baby has been bringing me joy for 7 years now.
On my 34th birthday, I bought this with some money I'd accumulated from selling things in my etsy shop. I don't exactly make money since any revenue immediately gets invested in fun things like this...and of course more fabric.
Again, pure bliss.
This is what I whipped up in just a few minutes with my serger. I needed a new pack 'n play sheet. Our crib was recalled and so my sweet baby Lorelai has been sleeping in the pack 'n play, while Genevieve sleeps in the crib that is on loan from friend's of ours.
Now she can sleep in style. I bet she's as happy as I am that I could serge this up for her. I wonder if she dreamt of apple orchards all night. I think I'll make another one. Something pink.