Receiving Blankets

So yesterday (Tuesday) I finally got around to making receiving blankets. We bought receiving blankets for Evelyn at Target, but by the time she was 2 months she no longer "fit" in them. We have one blanket that mysteriously appeared in our house that is oversized, it's great. So I thought why not make large blankets, because I'm sure I'm not the only mom with this frustrations.

Turns out these blankets are rather easy to make. At least easier than the burp cloths. The material is more expensive though because I need more of it just to make one. Each blanket is about a yard in size. Initially I thought to use two pieces of flannel for each blanket but then thought that may make for a too warm of a blanket, especially given the fact that Spring is quickly approaching. So one side is flannel and the other is cotton. Here's a few pictures of them (technical difficulties, the picture is posted above)

Starting off

My friend Melissa suggested a while ago that I blog for my new handcrafted business. So I finally got around to it. Honestly, I'm surprised it took me this long because I've always loved to write. This first entries on a blog I find to always be the hardest, don't ask me why.

I'm going to my first craft fair on the 20th to try and sell my burp cloths and a few oversized receiving blankets. I'm totally excited for the fair but I am definitely feeling overwhelmed. On top of making these items I'm also a recent stay at home mom, I coach a club volleyball team and middle school volleyball, tutor a 2nd grader, and am working on the first stage of the National Board Certification for teaching. Before Evelyn, my baby girl, I was used to have lots of things on my plate. In fact, I typically was the most productive when I had multiple things on my plate. But adding a baby to the equation definitely shakes things up a bit.

Wednesday's are especially tough because it's the day I tutor and coach both of my teams. Recently, I've also been more tired than usual so that has added to my feeling of overwhelmingness (if that's a word). Yesterday my husband was off from work and so he got up in the morning with Evelyn, that allowed me to get an extra hour or two of sleep. That extra hour of sleep made a huge difference on my day. Today I'm back to exhaustion.

I am used to being productive. So a sense of guilt comes over me when I put Evelyn to sleep and decide just to veg. I feel as though I should be doing something.