Between raising three girls with my husband, teaching full-time at a local elementary school, vendor fairs, six piano students and keeping up the housework, I have not posted in a long time. So here's to new beginnings!
In the past year or more, I've created a few of my own patterns and opened my etsy store: http://www.etsy.com/shop/WeeCrochet?ref=ss_profile
It has been incredibly satisfying to make and create new items for family, friends and strangers. My favorite part is seeing them wear them and love them. To new beginnings and hopefully to new pictures of my favorite new items!
Monday, April 23, 2012
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
It began like this...
I've always had the image of a Grandmother with her knitting needles or crochet hooks sitting in a rocking chair and moving slowly back and forth as she created granny squares or v shaped lines on an afghan. Never did I ever imagine making things myself. Figured I'd get to it when I was say - oh, 70 years old or so. Never been one to enjoy sitting still or to be sedentary enough to make a blanket. Until I was pregnant with my second child.
I love being pregnant. Every bit of it. Guess I'm rare in that. But then, I had easy pregnancies. Always gained weight straight out in front of me and not much else any other place which was great. The combination of her sitting inside of me (small as she was) and the fact that I conducted for eight hours during a recording session followed by running relays in gym the day following resulted in standing in one place much too long. And I herniated a blood vessel in my left leg. Ugly and bruised looking, but thankfully, has completely gone away as my doctor told me it would. During the rest of the pregnancy, I was told to sit as much as possible and not stand for as much as I could control it. A real challenge with a 2 year old at home and as an elementary music teacher of 425+ students.
So gone were the days of step aerobics classes and long walks during the next 20 weeks. My sister-in-law Kathryn said she'd teach me to crochet. And I figured it would pass the time, I'd make one thing and then be done with it once the baby was born.
Kathryn took a good hour just showing me how to make a slip stitch. Pathetic, I know. I was embarrassed at the time, but stuck with it. We spent about 4-5 hours one Saturday going over how to chain, turn and make a single stitch. With the knowledge I now had, I went home and began what I was sure would be a masterpiece - a single crocheted scarf. I mean - how hard could it be? I figured I knew what I was doing and didn't need to count - I'd just "eye" it. I found the scarf hanging in the closet the other day. It's hilarious looking and completely ridiculous. No one - not even my 2 year old - would put it on.
Then I tried a blanket. Only to have it come to the shape of a triangle. Totally frustrated, I vowed to never do it again.
But I stuck with it. Made a large blanket with only single crochets. Had to learn how to cast on new yarn and hide the threads and all. But when I finished, I told my husband "Never again will I EVER make something. I'm done with that." He just smiled and said nothing (as he does often knowing full well I would keep going with it.)
Then I realized that maybe, just maybe, I could figure this thing out and produce something of value. So I made another blanket out of "boredom" and then another one because I had the hang of it.
Now - only one year later - I have done three vendor fairs with my sister-in-law, Kathryn and mother-in-law, Beverly. We call ourselves "WeeCrochet" because we make things for little people... well, most of the time. I've got a thing for cowls and hats now and am having a blast making them.
And it seems that I just can't stop crocheting. And that's how this all began.
I love being pregnant. Every bit of it. Guess I'm rare in that. But then, I had easy pregnancies. Always gained weight straight out in front of me and not much else any other place which was great. The combination of her sitting inside of me (small as she was) and the fact that I conducted for eight hours during a recording session followed by running relays in gym the day following resulted in standing in one place much too long. And I herniated a blood vessel in my left leg. Ugly and bruised looking, but thankfully, has completely gone away as my doctor told me it would. During the rest of the pregnancy, I was told to sit as much as possible and not stand for as much as I could control it. A real challenge with a 2 year old at home and as an elementary music teacher of 425+ students.
So gone were the days of step aerobics classes and long walks during the next 20 weeks. My sister-in-law Kathryn said she'd teach me to crochet. And I figured it would pass the time, I'd make one thing and then be done with it once the baby was born.
Kathryn took a good hour just showing me how to make a slip stitch. Pathetic, I know. I was embarrassed at the time, but stuck with it. We spent about 4-5 hours one Saturday going over how to chain, turn and make a single stitch. With the knowledge I now had, I went home and began what I was sure would be a masterpiece - a single crocheted scarf. I mean - how hard could it be? I figured I knew what I was doing and didn't need to count - I'd just "eye" it. I found the scarf hanging in the closet the other day. It's hilarious looking and completely ridiculous. No one - not even my 2 year old - would put it on.
Then I tried a blanket. Only to have it come to the shape of a triangle. Totally frustrated, I vowed to never do it again.
But I stuck with it. Made a large blanket with only single crochets. Had to learn how to cast on new yarn and hide the threads and all. But when I finished, I told my husband "Never again will I EVER make something. I'm done with that." He just smiled and said nothing (as he does often knowing full well I would keep going with it.)
Then I realized that maybe, just maybe, I could figure this thing out and produce something of value. So I made another blanket out of "boredom" and then another one because I had the hang of it.
Now - only one year later - I have done three vendor fairs with my sister-in-law, Kathryn and mother-in-law, Beverly. We call ourselves "WeeCrochet" because we make things for little people... well, most of the time. I've got a thing for cowls and hats now and am having a blast making them.
And it seems that I just can't stop crocheting. And that's how this all began.
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