…that took advantage of the opportunity to learn to sew from her mother.
I wish I was that little girl who sat under her mother’s sewing machine collecting scraps to create my own designs with a needle and thread.
I wish I was that little girl who adored her mother’s skills and took advantage of the offer to help her with her daily projects.
I wish I was that little girl who could foresee the benefits of working with fabrics and how it would be a blessing for her own family one day.
I wish I was that little girl who had stories of learning from her mother and who could recall the first project she ever made.
I wish I was that little girl who enjoyed the many outings to the fabric store with her mommy and took the time to watch and learn about tools and supplies.
I wish I was that little girl who cared more about learning a skill than the other things that kept my focus back then.
I wish I was that little girl who could call her mother and thank her for the foundation of in depth teaching she provided me.
I wish I was that little girl who grew up practicing the skills she learned and became an incredible seamstress that can create anything she imagines.
I wish, I wish, I wish.
I know this may sound like a poem to some of you but it is actually a heart cry that haunts me over and over again.
I was that little girl that told her mother sewing was too boring to learn and I wanted to do fun stuff. No matter how many times I told my mother I didn’t want to sew she kept asking throughout my childhood. I love her so much for that.
She knew what kind of a benefit having such a skill would be for me and as a mother she just wanted that for me so bad.
I can imagine how much it broke her heart for me to feel that way but she respected my wishes and never forced it on me.
I remember the many trips to the fabric store where I sat and looked at all the pattern books to keep me occupied, not once showing interest in what my mom was doing. This breaks my heart as an adult because I now understand what I did. I can’t go back to those times to change the circumstance but I sure wish I could.
I got a little taste of what it feels like with my own daughter. She rejected my offer to teach her how to crochet. You know what she wanted to learn instead? Yep, you guessed it…sewing. Even though I was saddened by that I felt I was able to give my mother the chance she never had with me. She was able to teach my daughter basic skills and they had a blast sewing a few projects together.
The stories some of you have shared have really touched me and I truly am happy that many little girls were that girl I wish I could have been.
You’ve shared stories about sitting under your mother and gathering her scraps so you could make something for your dolls. You were already imaginative and creative at a young age which brought you to where you are today. Please forever cherish those beginning memories. They are golden.
I know it’s not too late for me to sew but let me tell you, now that I’m in my 40’s it doesn’t come easy. I know with that young mind I had I would have picked up on it much better. It truly is a challenge for me to understand certain things when it comes to that skill.
But, I am not giving up. I’ve come across some ways I think will help me to catch on easier which could at least get me sewing basic garments for my family (more on that to come later).
The offer never left me as my mom till this day still asks
When are you going to come over for another project lesson?
☺️🥹 I am truly grateful for her and the fact that she never gave up on me. She knew one day I’d come around and see the need of learning such a skill. It’s just a lot harder now getting over to her house on a regular bases with gas prices and other limiting factors.
I dedicate this post to my mom so she can know my heart and understand my regrets.
I am forever grateful to you mom for never giving up on me and always leaving the door opened for me to learn how to sew.
If I’ve never told you before you are one of the most talented seamstresses I have ever known. Your skills and talents are breathtaking and I am incredibly blessed to have you as my mom. Thank you for being Amazing!! 💓💖💝