In the pink...

Some people say having kids changes you. I am wondering if they merely bring out stuff that was always there, that you kept hidden away, deep within the cobwebs.

I have been so bold as to make statements like; I dislike pink (and purple for that matter) and I will never dress my girls in matching outfits.

I got my littlest dressed this morning and then proceeded to pull out the clothes for my eldest. We went for a stroll to the beach, I then started taking photos of them prancing and collecting. I stood back admiring these two amazing creations and gasped. They were covered head to toe in pink and they also had outfits with matching fabrics! Who am I? Was it always in me? 

I didn't put any conscious thought into their outfits. Independently I looked at both of them and thought how sweet they looked, but that bubble burst when I had flashbacks. Visions of my sister and I wearing matching fluorescent, polka dot jumpers came flooding back - aaah the 80's.

Look, it's not the end of the world. Sometimes it is confronting however when you are staring at and admiring something you thought was everything you weren't.

Who knows, maybe deep down I am a fairy loving princess who has dreams of a family photo shoot in matching attire. What I do know now is that I have to learn to not make such bold statements before considering what may lurke behind those cobwebs.

:-) 

Some days you just need to take a walk...

I am on a roll, I am ticking all the boxes, I should be over the moon- so why am I questioning my hand made venture? 

I like to portray a fun, vibrant, cheerful disposition through my work. Making little things for little people just naturally puts a smile on my dial. It is so rewarding and I am continually boosted in confidence by friends who show amazing support and strangers that buy my wares and share such wonderful pictures and stories. 

But I have been shaken, my confidence has a massive dent and I am just not sure how to repair it. I would like to keep moving forward and spread the Hoodie Vest joy everywhere (amongst other things i like to create) but as a result of bumps and bruises over the past month, my onward and upward goal is feeling slightly fractured.

I am asking myself, why I am pursuing all this - the time, the hardwork, time less spent with kidlets - in a very competitive world of handmade amazingness? 

I started this journey years ago out of the satisfaction of being able to create unique and fun stuff for my girls. So I decided to revisit that last night. Since some dusty pink bear fur was donated to me, my daughter has wanted a fluffy vest. Fake fur vests are everywhere at the moment and I am not particularly partial to them - but she asked and so I made it and she loves it (as she does everything her mum makes her).

As for the confidence, maybe i just need to step back and get some fresh air & get my head out of all the fog. Maybe it's hormones (I am only woman), maybe it's the school holidays exhaustion or maybe even due to the very quick catchup with some friends and family in our former home town which has left me with a bucket of emotion.

Who knows.

So we're taking a walk.

What a challenge...

I can not believe I managed to finish all these beautiful Hoodie Vests with a few days to spare. Each one is unique, fun, fluffy & just adorable. Something to spruce up any little outfit. But like a bag of lollies, you may not be able to just have one. Visit byreneehall.bigcartel.com for details.