It's a finish!
Four years ago, when my daughter was a one year old in a crib sleeping under a tiny quilt, I decided it was time to start working on her big girl bed quilt. She was growing so fast...
I searched for the perfect pattern and
eventually settled on this Darlene Zimmerman beauty. It would need some
tweaking: I would add a few rows to make it a good twin-size quilt, and switch the green for a nice yellow (although I really, really love that green). Also, I wasn't crazy about the stars, so I decided to replace them
with different appliqués, my way to take a commercial pattern and make it mine.
And so, I began working on my baby girl's big girl bed quilt, making
25-patch blocks and appliqué-ing (is that a verb?) hockey sticks and ice cream cones and cherries and birds...
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| It was fun coming up with 20 different appliqués |
We eventually bought the perfect bed for her room... a
double bed. More tweaking was needed.... the top was almost done, another row here, another column there...
After a few months, the top was
complete, and the quilt was basted with the help of a few ladies from my
former guild,
Mariners Quilt Guild. Then came the big decision: to machine quilt, or to hand quilt? Sure,
machine quilting would be faster, but hand quilting would be so much
more suited to this 1930s inspired quilt. Plus, I had hand quilted both
my sons' bed quilts... so the decision was made. A decision I would
come to regret many, many times.
Over the next few years, I hand quilted while watching hockey
practices, gymnastic and karate lessons. I quilted at the cottage, at guild meetings and sew-ins, and at home.
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| Favourite chair at the cottage... |
This quilt has been everywhere! to Toronto a few times, to at least three
New Brunswick destinations, from airports to airplanes, from rental cars (I wasn't driving) to hotel rooms, even on ferries.
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| In the middle of the Northumberland Strait... |
As much as I love hand quilting, I did not love every minute of hand quilting this quilt. Sure, I enjoyed some of
it, but it got tiresome pretty quickly. When my daughter eventually
got her big girl bed, I was not even half way done and it was clear that
it was going to take much more time. I struggled to find the
motivation and I put it away many times, hoping the motivation would
return before the 1930s bedroom would need to be updated for a
teenager!
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| Nothing beats the texture of hand quilting... |
And there were lots of nagging doubts: Would the darker fabrics bleed? Would the quilt still fit on her
bed? The hand quilting seemed to shrink those 2" squares by about 1/8"
to 1/4", which could mean 5" to 10" over the final size... I did not
dare measuring it, it was to late to start again.
I was also bracing myself for a typical
small child reaction, something between complete indifference and "I
don't want/don't like it". Truth be told, I wasn't even sure I liked it
myself. I really, really had to push myself to see this through to the end. I am glad I did.
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| Final stitches... |
My daughter is quite oblivious to the amount of time it took to complete
this quilt (4/5 of her life), but as I was putting the binding on
it, she snuggled next to me and asked whether the quilt was for her. I had told her before,
but this was the first time she really showed interest. When I said
yes, her eyes lit up and she could not wait to get it on her bed. She did have to wait: after four years
of being tossed around in all sorts of places, it needed a good wash!
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| I had to get a picture on the hammock even though I just missed the light |
I am happy to report
that the fabric did not bleed (I am glad I used a colour catcher - it
came out very dark), that the quilt still fits the
bed (I dried it flat for the most part but tossed it in the dryer for about 10
minutes), and that my daughter loves it.
And finally, I can say I love it too!
Linking up to TGIFF hosted by Leanne at the
Devoted Quilter and Finish Up Friday at
Crazy Mom Quilts.