Nursing cover....Check!

My old girl, still does the trick!

This Past week I dragged out my old sewing machine, and got my sewing bug on.   It has been 6 years since I dragged out the machine, and the last time it was out I was making spit blankets for our first baby.   Now I am on our 4th pregnancy.

Last year while on a family vacation I lost my prized nursing cover some where in the Dominican.  I was so sad, so I have been searching around on Facebook, and Came across one very similar and I found some material from 6 years ago, laying around, and I whipped up a new Nursing cover.  I was a little rusty on the old machine.

The Boning a made from recycling.

It was rather and emotional experience, and here's why.  My mom died 6 years ago, from Cancer. She was 48.  The old sewing machine she had given to me as a gift a few years prior to that, she always said that next time that she came to visit she would teach me how to use it.  But that never happened. Now inherited her new machine a Pfaff sewing machine with endless option for sewing styles, I don't have the foggiest how to use the machine.   So I am starting back on my old clunker and get the hang of that, before I attempt to sew on her fancy machine.  
I was sitting there sewing, and I wished so much for my mom to be there with me, and telling me 

I added a folded baby wash cloth in the corner of the bottom of the nursing cover
my last cover had this as well, and it was so handy for wiping the corners of the baby's mouth or catching
some spit up.  The whole cover is easily washed.

how to do some of the stitches, and how to do things better, but the reality is, that I will never get that back here on this earth.   But I can say I am proud of the result.  Despite shaking out the rust. 

The finished product

I made boning out of a recycled baby detergent bottle that I throughly washed and cut to fit my needs...Best part is, it smells like baby....I could just sit there and smell that all day...Baby K #4 is due in 13 weeks...eeek!  Its gonna go fast now, and yet so terribly slow.   It was nice to get back to do something I forgot I loved to do.  



~Mommy Ak