Last weekend I had the rare opportunity to travel to Portland all by myself. Friday included lunch with a dear family friend, an afternoon at the museum, ramen noodles and old fashioneds. It was rejuvenation at it's very best; just what mama needed.
On Saturday, I attended a baby shower for a very dear friend about to welcome two twin boys into her life. I spent the evening with her, cooking dinner and reading letters from my past - from my year in France, from the month following my wedding, from the summer during college when I crashed the car...twice. It was enlightening and entertaining. Most of all, it was marvelous to sit with a friend of 16 years, admiring her abundantly beautiful belly, and to know that our friendship had survived so much history, and will create so much more.
Preparing for the trip, I debated with myself the best gift. To make something by hand - when it was far too late for an heirloom crochet blanket; or to purchase something stylish and practical, like my favorite swaddling blankets.
In the end, I decided that she probably has many stylish friends and family members to purchase gifts from her registry. Better to go handmade. So I spent a blissful hour wandering the fabric shop, looking for just the right pattern and colors. That night I sewed up two simple quilts filled with a thick wool batting...the perfect warm layer for a walk in the stroller. (Which is what I would do with twin boys every morning - directly to the nearest coffee shop, which are, thank goodness, plentiful in her neighborhood.)
This last minute project even included a pair of cozy gray booties. The babies won't arrive for over a month, and these simple boots work up in about 40 minutes each. Plently of time to create another pair. I certainly wouldn't want baby B to feel left out with chilly toes!