I haven't gotten the chance to take pictures with my Canon of Laynee in her bonnet yet, but it'll happen. Tonight, I was just glad to get these of Hazel while she slept. It's crazy that she is 7 weeks already. She must have hit a growth spurt because today was the first day I've noticed her sleeping through day feedings. Tomorrow she goes for her 1 month well visit and Laynee goes for her 2 year.
My Grandma Hamilton bought this sewing machine after her first child was born. She sewed many quilts and countless clothes for her 10 children with it. I really don't have words for what it meant to sew a bonnet for Laynee Kathleen, her great granddaughter and namesake, with it tonight. The seams may not be as straight as they could be on a newer machine but they are the most special seams I have ever sewn. Mothering 7 kids is demanding and leaves so little time for myself. Tonight I left dirty dishes in the sink so that I could do something simply because I wanted to do it. I wonder if Grandma ever sat down to sew when she had a house full of littles because it made her happy or if it was always another thing that must be done. I find great inspiration in knowing that she too did the things that must be done, that she survived. Not only survived but lived a beautiful life made from day after day of doing the things no one sees until it's years later. Last week was Grandma's 92nd birthday, her 3rd one in heaven. Our big ole family of aunts, uncles and cousins, used to always get together and make sure it was special and she felt loved. I miss those gatherings, I miss her content and joyful self. I miss her asking about my life and her always being eager to hold my newest baby. I miss her. I'm sure she would've loved to know she was thought about and continues to be cherished, even in simple things like crooked seams. #legacy #domesticsewingmachine #layneekathleen #motherhoodinspiration