I do advice well. I am a good listener. I tend to understand people, and I am great at getting to the deeper issue, instead of hearing what’s on the surface, and then giving good advice that gets followed.   I just gave some advice to an online poster, who was bemoaning the clutter of craft items that she doesn’t exactly enjoy doing, but none-the-less feel obligated to hold onto, just in case. My advice focussed on how clinging to a craft because you are good at it, or you feel obligated, regardless of how little you enjoy it, tends to drag you down emotionally, and stunts your emotional journey.
I give a great baby gift. Usually its a parcel of nappies, bibs, burp cloths, clothes, and nursing pads…… a multitude of little things that I choose to make because they are useful as well as cute.
But …. every time I make a baby romper, or some nappies ….. there is that little stab of pain, right there in my heart, where my daughter belongs. Where all my dreamt-of babies belong. I can’t have any more, and every time I make these things, my heart aches all over again.
I have four preggy friends to sew for this year, and then its over. I don’t need to make baby things any more, so I think I will stop. Just for once, I think I might listen to my own advice.
Happy belated birthday Isabeau …. mummy misses you.
