Showing posts with label mothering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mothering. Show all posts

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Pincushions and mothering....

One completed pin cushion for the swap ...going to a special secret person some time this week....watch your letterboxes...now I am dying to get mine...check out the flickr group to see more...

AND I have to start on Leonies to see if I can possibly top this. I may need to complete an engineering degree or do a lot of hand sewing to actually get it to work how it looks in my head.... I wonder if it will turn out how I it is in my head? I am going in a completely different direction from what she made me....I should actually probably just start it... rather than drawing little pictures of it in my notebook...its almost like if I start it though...my brilliant idea may not work out and it looks so good in my mind...
I was having one of those 'when-am-I going- to- get- 2 minuntes- to myself- without- being- interuppted-' this weekend... weighing up the concept that maybe trying to work three days a week and run a little business that is getting busier and busier is maybe too much...and is my parenting suffering? Am I going to look back and feel like I missed out on too much?  ( I know only I can answer this). Can I actually think about hiring someone to help me sew? Who is this mysterious person? Will the universe send them to me or do I have to go and find them? 
I struggle with lots of parts of parenting and I am really bad at doing certain things with Busy- like pushing her on the swing - for the hours she would be happy to let me... and I often feel guilty for it... I do make sure that every day I make time to really engage with her, give her my absolute undivided attention, often reading together or laying on her bed talking about life- she makes me laugh out loud at least once a day.... but I often wonder am I doing enough???
The thing I love doing the most with her is our Sunday night "together bath". Lots of water, lots of bubbles and we scrub each others feet and I wash her squidgy little body and I feel like I could not be more content. I could not be happier with my life- seeing her covered in suds and giggleing- really what is better in the world? Could anything else make me this happy?