And at last, after many evenings of embroidery and one very long session of ironing and ironing and starching and stapling, the "Stars at Night" wall hanging is finally, well, hanging.
If you're not familiar with the song, it's one that Texan school children learn in Elementary school. Justin loves it because it involves clapping (the stars at night, are big and bright, clap clap clap clap, deep in the heart of Texas), and clapping means loud noises, one of his favourite things! I love it because it rhymes, and has stars and hearts in it.
I was reading this post recently about how some people are starters, and some are finishers. Well, I'm a finisher through and through. I really only start things so that I can get that lovely feeling of finishing them! And there was a point, a month or two ago, when I was wondering if I'd ever finish anything ever again. Days were full up with feeding and changing and cuddling the Tilly... all wonderful things, that I loved doing, but the finisher in me kept saying, "Well, those things will all need be done again in an hour's time... you haven't really accomplished anything."
Hence, this project. Each night, I could sew one felt letter onto the linen backdrop. Sometimes two got done, sometimes five, but there was always time for at least one. And I started to feel like myself again, like there was something in addition to the role of "mother". So, as well as reminding me to take in the beautiful night sky here in Texas, this little bit of sewing reminds me that there is time to squeeze a bit of creativity and colour into this new, Tilly-full stage of life.
