This simple story begins about 6 years ago.
I was sixteen when my mom pulled me into her bedroom. I was not in trouble, I truly never broke her rules, (with my index finger I am circling and invisible halo around my head making oohing and awing noises) so I did not know what was going on. "I am pregnant" she said. I felt so many things, disappointed, worried for her health, the babies health, surprised, excited, but most of all, alone.
She did not let me tell anyone for a while which was the hardest thing! My youngest brother was ten so there was quite a gap and my mom was not married so she was embarrassed. However my siblings and I did not care what others thought, we were just excited to have a baby in the house.
That year in a high school home ec. class, I started making a pink and black quilt. I was betting everything I was going to have another little sister. Then out came Landon, 100% boy. Dang! What was I going to do with this 90% finished quilt?
I heard that a friend in my family had a baby girl, a reason to finish the quilt! Nope, she had so many blankies already. What to do, what to do? A couple years later my sister in law conceived her first child. A beautiful baby boy, but a boy none the less. Who would I give this little pink quilt too?
It is just sitting in my hallway closet collecting dust.
A couple of days ago my mother in law told me her friend was starting a quilting class and... "SIGN ME UP!" I interjected... She did not even get a chance to ask if I wanted to go! I love sewing and I know how to quilt but I want to go anyway. Jared asked if I had ever quilted. I was confused, had he not ever seen the little quilt tucked away in the hallway?
Last night I brought it out and showed him. I laughed at the fabrics I chose back then. I was very into the whole "emo" scene so I picked hearts, polka dots, and stripes. What a combo! Heehee. I laid it on the living room floor and asked Jared what to do with it. Should I just toss it? He smiled. That sort of smile that gives me shivers down to my feet, the sort of shivers I felt when we first kissed. He asked when I am done with my 2 years of college and I have my full degree if we could welcome a little baby into the world.(Which I had been bringing up a ton these last few months) He says he feels in his gut we are going to have a girl first. I guess we shall see. Either way I am beyond excited, and these next 2 years are going to seem like eternity. We have names picked and we have been talking a long time about what kind of parents we would like to be. Hopefully the world does not get too bad before then, but that is a topic I'd like to keep to myself. It is crazy how time flies. It seems like just yesterday Mr.Vangus was walking me to my first grade classroom. Ah life. :)