I find myself wanting to make everything in blue. It's just too pretty not to!
In fact, if this baby is a boy he might be disappointed with how girly and cutesy the things I have made him are.
But probably not including the owl.
I try to make it my mantra. Gender-neutral, I repeat to myself. Make this gender-neutral.
But then I remember, things for baby girls are cuter.
And I become confused.
Speaking of confused, I think my neighbors have started noticing that several times a week I rush into our yard when that 9 o'clock light hits our house and start photographing the pie I made the night before, some new plums, and now... yes. Stuffed Animals.
I didn't use a pattern for this bird, I just sort of winged it. Ahem.
But that might be why it looks a bit like E.T.
Or why it's so sloppy.
I had to sew, then unpick, then sew several times to get things looking okay.
It might even be too fragile for a baby to actually have. Oops.
Especially those poor, frayed feet.
But things will get better as I get better.
And the more I baby-make the better I'll get, right?
p.s. These aren't fabrics from Ikea. I'll tell you when you see them.