The Last Day (17)

Black and red and white. Lots and lots and lots. This happens to be belts on the bridesmaid dresses. The belts got lined with white because I wasn't sure I had enough black to do the whole thing. Turns out there was enough but it worked out pretty well.

This is Laura's belt. I think. It might be Amena's. Actually, now that I think about it, it is Amena's. I think they turned out alright. It's always kind of fun having a project with only a picture to work from.

When I have pictures of the dress on Joanna (and the red dresses on Laura, Amena, and Katie), I'll post them. It was a nice wedding and as fun as it was making dresses, I'm glad it's done and over. Since I know Joanna is, too, I don't have to feel bad saying that. :)

Day 16

Well, not as much to report as I wanted but considering everything, I think yesterday was an okay day. All the bridesmaid dresses are done with the possible exception of Laura's if it needs to be altered in any way.

This spool of thread was new when I started. I think this bobbin is the forth I had to fill.

 If I hadn't gotten to go pick my mother up from the airport or if I hadn't needed to take the boys to church last night, I would have at least finished making loops.

Loop d'loop. This is how I finished the day. I feel like I just did this about five months ago. Kind of strange the way that works.

 If I had been able to stay home all day, I would have completely finished Joanna's dress. Still, already this morning I've finished the second side of loops save tying the end off so all there is left is lace. That will take an hour or so. Then Laura is going to help me make the belts and all will be done. At that point, I will see if I feel like making me anything.

Day 15

I am really, really hoping today, which will be Day 16, is the last day for this. I would like to have one more day of sewing but I would like that to be for me so I can have something new for Joanna's wedding. I didn't get anything new for Laura's. Is that bad logic, do you think?

The lining all ready to go. The only problem is that I didn't realize I'd caught about four inches of the lining in one of the seams for the boning. I did catch it before I had the lining sewn completely in so it's all good now. I'd have been really annoyed if I hadn't caught it when I did. It is rather dark because the flash made everything look white and you really couldn't see what on earth it was. The bright you see is from the sun.

Yesterday saw the skirt layers attached to the bodice, the bodice lined, and the serger readied for finishing red dresses. That doesn't sound like a lot but when you consider there were three separate layers of skirt to attach, it is a bit more work than if you have three layers you are working with as one. And with a privacy panel or whatever they call the flap that goes under the lacing up the back, the lining is not just cut and dry. Which isn't to say I'm making excuses for myself.

Working on sewing in the lining.

Inside at the bottom of the back opening.

Outside, back opening. Looks good now, will look better later with some loops, ribbon, and lace.

Yesterday I also had a Pack 12 Leader's Meeting to attend and lead discussion for. I needed to do that and it was only a little more than an hour so I wouldn't likely have finished the loops on the dress anyway. Laura's loops took an entire Hobbit movie as I recall.

I couldn't get the dress to stay on the dressmaker's dummy for an end-of-day picture so this is what I did instead. The dress is hanging on the back of my chair and I thought the bottom looked pretty cool.

This morning I'll get going on finishing the machine sewing parts of the red dresses before we leave to go pick up my mom. With any kind of luck, that part will be done by the time we do leave with the exception of Laura's. I still would like her to try it on before I finish it. Since she'll be here tonight, there is a chance I will actually get it done today like I'm hoping to.

Days u, 13, and 14

Day u was a fairly uneventful day which is why it got a letter rather than a number. I didn't get any pictures taken for that day because all I managed to get done was a bunch of vertical seams in the skirt. Twenty-one vertical seams to be exact.

The skirt just hanging around. Not really. It was getting ironed here. Well, you know, it was getting ironed before I took the picture and after. While I was taking the picture, the skirt was literally just hanging around.

Day 13 was much more eventful even though all I did was work on the skirt border. All day I kept thinking about Joanna and didn't hear from her until in the afternoon. She'd slept until 2:00 and was still tired. I was glad she'd been able to sleep but you know that feeling when something just doesn't seem right? Yeah, I had it. Sunday morning at 3:29 I found out why and if you've read my blog posts from yesterday, you know all about it already.

Edge stitching the border. That was a lot of fun. You know, seemingly endless miles of stitching. It was kind of like driving across Nevada.

Lots and lots of skirt with lots and lots of border.

Anyway, finishing the border required many many trips around and around. I won't recap them all because I'd probably forget at least some of them. It was at least eight and I think it may have been more. I can tell you that only about half of them were actually sewing.

Guess where I found this lovely piece of connectivity? Cedric had it for some reason. That would explain why I couldn't find it where I'd left it and why no one else knew where it had gone.

Day 14, yesterday, was the best. I finished hemming the organza layers and then I was able to move on to the bodice. Hemming the organza layers was an interesting thing. I started out by just doing a narrow hem but when I was about three-quarters of the way done with the first layer and had the second layer ready to go, I decided to do it differently because I didn't like the way it was turning out. I decided to go around the raw edge with the serger, turn that up and sew it down, turn that up and sew right along the edge. I'm happy with the way it looks now--kind of like there's a ribbon around the edge.

Lots and lots of skirt hems. I guess just organza; you can't really see the actual skirt in there. Still, it's pretty cool looking, I think.

Bodice pieces.

Bodice ready to be attached to the layers of skirt.

The bodice is where the real fun is. I wanted to at least get the lining pieces sewn together and the outside pieces sewn together and I did that. Because I was waiting to put some laundry on to wash for Cedric, I also got two pieces of boning in although one of them is only sewn on one side. Still, not too bad considering that I didn't get started until 11:30 which was not part of the plan and that I decided almost half-way through organza hemming to completely change the plan.

Wondering

As mentioned in my other blog, I would have pictures for you but I can't find the cord for the camera.

I did get some work done on Joanna's dress Saturday. A lot of sewing in circles. Round and round and round and round and you probably get the picture.

Yesterday, also as mentioned in the other blog, I got a phone call at 3:29 am from Joanna. In spite of the fact that the circumstances were perhaps less than desirable, I am very grateful that I was able to fill a need for her and spend much of the day with her.

I feel that nothing can quite prepare you for a miscarriage. This baby that Joanna carried for such a short time, although not planned for at this specific time, was nonetheless much loved and wanted. How exciting that this sweet child of mine was going to have a baby of her own! How infinitely sad that all the hopes and dreams packed into those few weeks will never be fulfilled in this life.

Having experienced the death of Daniel, I know that even after four years, three months and three days, there is still pain, there is still a hole, a hole I don't ever want filled because I hate to think what it would  mean if it were. I sometimes relish the pain because it reminds me of how much  love my oldest boy, of how very much I miss him, and of how very much I want to be with him.

What is it like to have a miscarriage? While I may have had one before I was pregnant with Laura, I did not recognize it as such and there was no sadness associated with it. I have read books about it, I have talked with friends who have experienced miscarriage.  I wrote a story in which the main character experiences a miscarriage and because I hadn't experienced one myself, I wanted to make sure that I got her emotions and actions as close as I could to what would have been real.

I feel that in many ways a miscarriage would be much harder than the death of a child. For example, Daniel was with us for fourteen years, four months, and 28 days, and those aren't counting pregnancy during which time he and I were getting to know one another. Joanna just had nine weeks and at least part of that time didn't realize she was pregnant. So for just a few short weeks she got to dream and imagine what her baby would be like; she did not even get to find out if her baby is a girl or a boy. She and Lincoln wanted a boy but would have loved a girl.

What I am left with now is wondering how long a grandparent mourns the death of a baby due to miscarriage. My heart hurts for Joanna and her pain which is most acute and my heart hurts for me and Lincoln and Joanna's siblings who were all looking forward to a baby nephew or niece.

I am also left wondering, "Why?" Not, "Why me?" because that would be completely selfish and would not stop to consider the pain of anyone else. Not, "Why Joanna?" because I know that these things happen. Just, "Why?" because I know there is a plan and I know there is a reason and I just wonder what it is.

Joanna wonders. A girl she works with is pregnant. She cried for weeks when she found out she was pregnant because she didn't want a baby. She smokes and does drugs and her baby is going to be born addicted to crack and cigarettes and who knows what else. Other than that, however, the baby is growing normally and seems to be doing well. Joanna wonders, "Why did I lose my baby when I want so much to have a baby? Why is the baby of this other girl doing well in spite of everything his/her mother is doing? Why?"

And so we are all left wondering as we take one day at a time and continue on through our journey. Will we ever know the answers? Is it important that we do?

Love the life you have.

Day Twelve

I liked the sound of Day Eleven. Day Twelve just makes it sound like it's lasting for ever. And ever.

Yesterday was full of fun surprises. I told you about Joanna's text in the morning. That guaranteed an interesting day. That kind of interesting I can deal with a lot better than some surprises. Surprises like the dog going outside, then coming inside, then peeing on the floor. And if that wasn't bad enough, she then tracks it over to where I am working at the table so now not only do I have to clean a huge pee mess up, I have to mop. Not only do I have to mop, I have to wait for the floor where I was working to dry. Am I happy with this dog? No.

Even with the additional three inches it fits widthwise on the table. Gotta love people who aren't very tall.

Cutting out strips for the band for the skirt. This is actually leftover fabric from Laura's dress. I'd gotten one set cut out of Joanna's fabric and thought, "Great! Don't need any of Laura's fabric!" Then I remembered that I needed two sets. Darn! Had to use some of Laura's because there just wasn't enough of Joanna's without piecing and that would take longer. Longer than I want to take.

The floor was dry so I continued working. I did not get as much done as I'd wanted but considering the things I accomplished that weren't part of the plan, I think things worked out pretty well.

Because I only use a chair as a trash receptacle while cutting out, this is the last picture of a chair with garbage. There is a certain beauty to a pile of stuff that I actually get to throw away. It takes up less space in the house and is just lovely.

The little garbage. It was added to yesterday. I finally got to the point of trimming the seams in the organza (both layers) last night.

Then I went to go to bed. I usually brush my teeth before I go to bed (sometimes I do it earlier) and that requires walking to the downstairs bathroom. What should I find? Another pee puddle. Since I had to mop up the last one, I mopped a large portion of the entire library area including where this new puddle was. I did not take the time to mop it as thoroughly as I will before I need to use the iron and ironing board, but I did have to take the time to do at least a cursory cleaning. Darn stinking dog. Would anyone like to now ask why I never want another dog in the house?

The pile of stuff on the ironing board. Katie is supposed to come try on her dress today. That means I'll be able to finish it up. It only needs a hem and maybe hook and eye at the top of the zipper. Amena's needs a hem and hook and eye and sleeve binding. Laura's needs sleeve binding and a hem. And the hem, you  may recall, is waiting until she is here and tries the dress on. And then there are the belts. 

The good news is that I was able to sleep in my own bed last night. I only woke up once. I did have to turn the fan nearest my side of the bed off, but that's a minor thing. The other good news is that I was having a bowl of Life for breakfast and I couldn't finish the whole thing.

Have a fantastic day!

Day Eleven

Well, while I'm still running behind where I would like to be, yesterday did see some progress made.

I really never dreamed that a quilting ruler would come in so handy for sewing in general. I used to make heavy use of a yardstick but I find the quilting rulers (I have two different sizes) come in even more useful. In this picture, I'm getting the pattern ready to cut off the excess for where the lacing will be in back.

Dress fabric ready to be played with.

Skirt pieces ready to be cut. I was attempting to get the scope of the project here. I opened the fabric up and had it spread out over the length of the table. It really is handy that Joanna is no taller than she is and that she has a slightly dropped waist because I was able to get the entire piece on the table at once without having it hang over the edges.

The skirt is getting two layers of organza. This is the first time pinning the last piece.

And my garbage at the end of the day. Isn't it pretty?

So, I thought things went pretty well, all things considered. Of course, Joanna texted this morning with this question, "Is it too late to make the skirt part longer?"

My first, automatic response was, "Yes." But that isn't entirely truthful. If Laura is willing to let us use a bit of her leftover fabric, I can cut out a strip like I did for Becky's skirt for the actual skirt. There is enough organza I'd be able to cut out a longer one and then we'd end up with one layer of organza as long as the actual skirt and one a bit shorter. Never a dull moment.

Right now, as soon as I'm done here at any rate, I'm working on the panel to go under the lacing in the back. Then, other than the skirt issue which Joanna will come over after work so we can discuss it, I'll be ready for construction. I really want to do the skirt first so I'll probably start by either sewing the shorter layer of organza or making the pattern for the strip at the bottom (assuming Laura lets us use her fabric).

Have a fantastic day!