Child of God, wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, quilter, basket lover, amateur photographer, flower and vegetable gardener …….. some a little of who I am, some a lot of who I am, and all a part of me. When I started quilting several years ago, it sparked a passion in my creative side that I never knew existed. I fell in love with it from the very start. I love everything about it, from choosing the fabrics and designing the quilt until the time I finish the last stitch of the binding and everything in between.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Stitched with love

My sweet mom made a baby quilt for each of my three children when I was pregnant with them.  With my first child, she bought a coloring book and traced patterns to embroider.  I loved it the first time I saw it .... loved that she made it, loved that my child would have a quilt made by their mamaw, loved it when I wrapped my son in it, loved it when he would not go to sleep without out ..... just loved it.  I was not a quilter at the time but even then could see how much time and love she poured into that quilt for her first grandchild. 

I look at the embroidery, all those satin stitches, the thought she put into the colors, the hand quilting .... I wish she was here so I could tell her again how much I love this.  She also made a quilt for my other two children and I have them all on a quilt rack in my bedroom.  The thing that really amazes me about these quilts is that she really was not a "quilter" in the sense that I consider myself (addicted, consumed, passionate about quilting).  The thing she loved the most was crocheting doilies.  She used the tiniest crochet hooks and fine thread to make some of the most beautiful doilies, dresser scarves, and tablecloths I have ever seen.  These baby quilts hold so many memories for me and I am very thankful that she took the time to make them.  To me, their worth is immeasurable.


  1. This is a precious memento of your Mom's love, Rhonda. Isn't it nice to have these tangible things to remind us of Mom? My Mom is 82 and still with us, but I already treasure the cross-stitch she did at age 16 and the crocheted doily I have of hers, and the quilts. We have been blessed with loving, caring Moms and their handwork is a special reminder that they were the kind of "virtuous women" we can strive to be.

  2. It is gorgeous, Rhonda. Did I ever tell you that my Nannie made quilts for all of us? Mine hangs on a quilt hanger in my office, and I look at it everyday, so thankful for this little piece of legacy she left behind. :)


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