Showing posts with label me a domestic goddess???. Show all posts
Showing posts with label me a domestic goddess???. Show all posts

Friday, September 11, 2009

Project # 2

Yet another sewing post!

I started out with this fabric and notions. When did corduroy get so soft? I am really loving the idea of soft and sturdy jumpers for my little princess.



Decided on a bodice (this is the only pattern piece I used).



I finally learned how to make a double ruffle. If you do them right they look so professional!



I love the finished product. I like this one much more than the last dress I made.





My little Princess showing off for the camera.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

sewing!

I love to sew. It is so fun for me. I am learning with each new thing I make.

Last winter I couldn't find any little dresses that were very warm that were not outrageously priced. So this winter I am going to make some very warm jumpers. Last week I went to our local fabric store and picked up this flannel fabric.



I thought that I would want to make a jumper kind-of like this one. But I only half used the pattern. I only I looked at the directions a couple times :o)



I sewed a strip of brown flannel on to a section of the main fabric before I cut out the sections of the skirt.



I wanted to duplicate the bottom of the skirt in the pattern so I only sewed halfway down then sewed in sections of white flannel.





I lined the bodice with white flannel to make it nice and toasty warm.



These are my favorite tools right now. I love how much easier it is to make straps and ties with them.



Finished! Matched with a cute white shirt underneath, it's perfect, right?



Except when I put it on my sweet girl it just didn't look right. The shoulders were a little too wide.



So I hand gathered the shoulder straps and put a decorative tie on them and now it fits her perfectly.



Finished and ready for the cold days of winter.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

domestic goddess

sometimes I hate the fact that I have become so domestic. Wasn't it me in college that was "the feminist?" I was the only woman in the pastoral program. I was so very proud of that too. I fought for the right to take those classes along with the boys, I fought for the idea that women could be ministers too. I was labeled as a feminist. I was looked at as radical. No one really stopped to hear my views, or really listen to what I had to say, if they had they would have realized that I am not all that radical and that I don't believe that women should be senior pastors except in special situations. That gets into Theology and interpretation of the scripture and I am really really tired of explaining that to people, so I'm not going to bother here.

The whole point is that I fought for a really long time to be respected as a woman minister. There was a point that I didn't even want children. And now look at me. I'm a SAHM with a very part time church job. I cook and clean and wipe kids butts every day. I'm gardening, baking, and sewing. When did I turn into this person? The better question how can the same person who was such a feminist now be enjoying the role she is playing now? It's crazy to me that I take so much pleasure in domesticity.

This week was a pinnacle in my domestic goddess status. I sewed a dress (that I altered from the original pattern) for my beautiful little princess this week. Oh. My. Goodness. I had so much fun doing so. And when I put it on her I think I squealed in delight. I baked the best banana bread I have ever tasted - it was of my own creation. I used fresh herbs from my garden to roast a whole chicken, I used the pan juices to make some of the best sauce ever. And why didn't anyone ever tell me gardening was so fun? Getting my hands in the dirt and taking care of flowers is so rewarding. Not that I have a huge garden -I live in an apartment, but I take joy in sitting on my patio with all the beauty that I have nurtured around me.

I started all this domestic stuff in the attempt to be the perfect mommy. I think that that is one thing that birth parents and adoptive parent often share (not all the time, I am generalizing), the feeling that one must be perfect. But along the way I have found that I really do enjoy being domestic. I still HATE cleaning and especially washing dishes. But I love creating. My creativity can go crazy in the kitchen, garden and on fabric. And there is something amazing about saying - "I made this!"

the dress on my beautiful princess

banana bread and coffee on my patio


fresh herbs for my cooking!