Guest Post: Laura from Nimble Fingers and Steady Eyebrows on Being a Mummy

Today’s guest post comes from Laura who blogs at Its a brilliant blog which charts the lives of two mums in different cities and their crafting adventures. If you haven’t seen it before it’s really worth checking out. Its all about an exciting week and life changing moment:

Today is my eldest little boy’s first day at pre-school. It feels like a milestone for both of us. We’ve spent a great deal of time at toddler groups together, but I’m a stay-at-home mum so this will be the first time that he’s spent time in a setting on his own.  He is full of excitement about the things he’s going to do, the fun he’s going to have and the friends he’s going to make. He’s a confident little chap and I fully expect him not to even look back as he heads through the door. I’m glad about that, but I know there will be a lump in my own throat.

Last night, I stayed up late, sewing him a duffel bag to take with him. I chose the fabric carefully- bright, cheerful stripes;  a large pocket in his favourite colour- blue ; and a green elephant sewn to the front. As I sat at the sewing machine, I thought about how quickly the last three years have flown by. I thought about how proud I am of him, how excited I am for him and how I can’t help feeling a little nervous, hoping that I’ve equipped him with the skills he’ll need to manage his new environment.  He’s been interested in the progress of his bag- he likes it when I make things especially for him. I, in turn, like to feel that something I’ve made for him will go with him through his day.

I’ve been a crafter for much longer than I’ve been a Mummy- stitching of one kind or another has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember- so it comes naturally to me to mark milestones with making. It’s something that I’ve done throughout my sons’ lives. As soon as I became pregnant with each of them, I started knitting a blanket. I spent hours sitting quietly, knitting needles flying. All of my hopes and dreams for my unborn baby were knitted into the blanket, and when he was born and I wrapped him, it felt like swaddling him with love.

The night before each birthday, once the cake is made, I stitch late into the night, sewing a felt crown for the birthday boy and a matching felt number badge to show his age. Whether I’m knitting or sewing, the stitches are a meditative process for me. Those moments are an oasis of calm in the hectic maelstrom of parenting. I reflect upon what has happened before, and wonder what will come next, and I allow myself a chance to value the moment and the way that the boys are right now.

As my new preschooler heads through the door in his new uniform, his duffel  bag over his shoulder, he will be carrying in it his drink bottle and his change of clothes, but he will also carry the love for him that’s gone into every stitch. I think that my only regret may be that I had neither the time nor the inclination to sew a handkerchief for myself with which to dry a secret, proud tear.


2 Responses

  1. Adventures of a Working Mum 5th September 2011 / 10:38 am

    A beautiful post. I adore the idea of stiches and love being interwoven – it makes me want to take up sewing! I hope Day 1 at pre-school went ok. x

  2. noknittedknickers 5th September 2011 / 12:41 pm

    Such a lovely post! I have a lump in my throat and I don't even have children… Such a lovely way to Mark the milestones in your family's life. Cx

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