Learning to sew

Something I've been meaning to do for some time is learn to sew.  It's funny because my mother knows how, and I remember in my early years she'd sew us four all dresses in similar fabrics, but she never taught any of us (me and my sisters) how to sew.  She also didn't teach us how to cook, which she acknowledges is pretty much dropping the ball with all of us.  But after she went back to school and work, ours was more of a do well in school so you can take care of yourself kind of household than let's sit around and learn to be a homemaker.

I asked for her help in sewing a cushion cover for a mudroom bench that I bought five years ago, and I'm still waiting.  I bought the fabric, padding and everything she needed and while my sister E was still pregnant with her first (who is now 4) she thought she'd get it done.  But then #1 arrived, and then #2 and then #3, who she watches when my sister and BIL are both working.  Now she is caring for my 94 yr old ailing grandmother (who now lives with her) and my sister Sara and her chemo.  So it's time for me to start doing my own sewing.

I took my first class today and I must say I did quite well.  I'm thinking I'll take another next week.  I've of course been looking at fabrics for the nursery for awhile and again, and am very excited that I could actually start making things all by myself.  I feel like such a big girl... ;)  Now I just need to get a machine of my own and I'll be real trouble.  Stay tuned...