I've had that phrase tumbling around in my brain ever since my senior year Etymology class. I finally get to dust it off the shelf and use it. And I'm mostly completely ignoring the fact that I might not be using it correctly, because I may never come this close again and maybe now it can relax and just be a forgotten tidbit I learned in high school long long ago.
I finished the quilt!! Ha ha, yes, that's what this is about. I finally finished that quilt that I started when I was pregnant with Hallie in the Netherlands to keep myself from going insane. (I truly would have. The place we lived in was smaller than the hotel room Devin and I stayed in last week. I am not exaggerating. Add to that the forest, the lack of sunshine, the constant rain, the fact that I saw no one for eight hours every day and that the nearest town was a mile away... I'm not complaining, it was a lovely experience - but that's why I took up quilting.) And of course, as soon as I came back to my life here in the U.S. it got put on hold... until I got a sewing machine, and lots of encouragement from people who didn't think it looked as bad as I did.
So it's done!! Here are some pictures of the work in progress. Of course in this picture, I am pregnant with Hallie in the Netherlands. I had just finished hand piecing it all together. Phew!!
I had just laid it out to pin the batting and back to it so I could begin quilting it together. Obviously in this picture I am pregnant with Hanna.
*Apparently, I only work on quilts when I am pregnant.
Fun Fact: the last time I worked on this quilt prior to these past few weeks was the day I went in to the hospital to have Hallie. My mom thought working on the quilt would keep my mind off the contractions. Good thinkin' Mom.