Moms and porn

This title should get us some action, eh? I believe some people will be disappointed, perhaps all people.

So I was thinking the other night that next to people looking for porn, Moms are probably the next biggest internet searchers.

What was a mother to do before the internet when ever they had the slightest concern about their baby? Get on their horse and ride to the library or worse, ask trusted members of their family or circle of friends? Ha! How good could that advice possibly be? Right? Your family is no Yahoo Answers.

Ummmm...Yahoo Answers may be the scariest place to look for advice about your baby. I am not sure that half the people answering questions on Yahoo answers can pick a baby out of a line up of pineapples, let alone spell pineapple. These are the people who TLC makes bank off of when they crap out a baby that they thought was a bad night at Applebees.

Zing!

Does this stop me from looking up all sorts of things related to Katy Belle? Heck no! I look up everything! From when to introduce solids to sleep patterns to whole fist rather than thumb sucking, I have looked it up. The good news is it has only made me crazier. The even better news is that all moms are crazy in some way. The best news is the baby doesn't care that you are crazy or that the internet even exists. (lucky baby)

Not sure what I am going for here. I am a tad tired. Katy Belle has gone from sleeping through the night since about 2 months to waking up 2 or 3 times a night to feed at 4 months and it has been going on for the WHOLE month. We aren't freaking out anymore, thanks to THE INTERNET, but I am tired. Plus I started back to work part time, and while I am enjoying it, it adds a bit to the tired. All this tired is keeping me from finishing my new pillow project and from reading my latest obsession of "moms who craft" blogs.

I am however trying very hard to keep writing on the blog. I hope my West Coast gal pal and blog sharer Jordi will write a few things as well.

Good Night

Let's start making something?

Hello PPPAers. A few weeks ago, in my house bound, post pregnancy, still breastfeeding, can't I get a few hours to myself or I may go crazy state of mind, I decided to take a sewing class.

Who am I? Some crazy woman who thinks she can sew or worse, some crazy woman who thinks sewing is her version of getting green and saving money same as the people who have their own garden and use their old coffee grounds and last Tuesday's Sockarooni to fertilize it?

Apparently, the answer is yes. (blank stare)

I had a great time making a tote. Watch out world, Mama made a tote...to hold...um...things that need toting.

The class lasted 3 hours a night for 2 nights. I sat in the basement of a little Brooklyn shop with 4 other women, snipping and measuring and sewing away. It was quiet and relaxing and only missing a good glass of wine. So when the next class was offered, I threw my sewing supplies into my tote (hello tote) and went back to make an apron. And I did...make and apron that wasn't too shabby. Hot damn, I was sewing. So I figured I had been a pretty good girl this year, so I asked Santa for a sewing machine. Santa agreed I had been all right and now I HAD to sew, because that sewing machine was not going to go the way of my banjo and sit in a corner reminding me of failed exercises in personal growth and artistic exploration. (Don't think this is over banjo. It's not over by a long shot!)

So, what to sew? I had gotten interested in sewing so that I could make pillows. I am a fan of a good throw pillow and after going out to buy throw pillows last year and being SHOCKED by how much people were asking for a freaking pillow that my cat would eventually puke on, I decided I could probably sew two squares together. Seriously, $90 for a pillow? A PILLOW?

Two days ago, after putzing around on some test fabric, I...made...(pause for effect) a PILLOW.

yep...that is a pillow. It's not saving me $90 or anything, but its my first pillow and goes to support the thought that no pillow is probably worth $90. (but Biz, what if people fall in love with your pillow and want you to make one for them? I would love to! That will be $90 please.)

I do love this fabric and I am pretty darn proud of my slightly lumpy pillow.

In all the excitement of the pillow, I started reading "crafty mom blogs" for inspiration. Holy crap, there are some seriously crafty women out there who can make some really cool things. Well this got me even more excited. "I too need to make an adorable owl pillow! Make my own swaddle for Katy Belle? I MUST! It's only my 3rd day sewing but I can't imagine why it would be hard for me to make a couch!"

So what did I do next?

I pulled out one of Katy Belle's old baby outfits that I had bought her and that she grew out of in 2 weeks (PONYS!) and chopped off the legs thinking it would be a cute dress and I would be the most amazing mother for doing so. Forest animals would come to my window and thank me and ALLLLLL the moms of Park Slope would stop me for mothering advice and tell me what an superb job I was doing as a mom. SUPER MOM!

ummmmmm...I wanted the hem that way?

Check out that craftsmanship.

Smooooooooooooth.

And here she is...in her shirt, not dress...most definitely shirt. And there I am in my supermom shirt looking very satisfied.

I predict many more projects in imperfection to come that will make my heart swell with pride and that Katy Belle will adore...until she is old enough to know better.