Last week I wrote about going back to my sewing roots, and wondered whether I could even learn to make my own clothes. It so happens that Waif needs new pyjamas for the winter. A perfect first dressmaking project I thought. I bought a pattern, some fabric, and carefully cut out the required pattern pieces. So far, so good.
Before I go any further, it may be worth mentioning that I have rubbish spatial skills. At school, I had no problem with algebra or arithmetic but given problems involving symmetry or manipulation of shapes I was flummoxed (my maths teacher helpfully told me that this was “because you are a girl”. Harrumph). Anyway, I digress.
The next step in the process was to cut out the fabric. I carefully pinned the pattern pieces to my washed and pressed fabric, and meticulously cut around those pieces. Unfortunately, I had my folded fabric right side up, and wrong sides together, which means I have ended up with this:
Instead of two front pieces and two back pieces with the pirate design on, I have one front piece with pirate design and one front piece with the reverse of the design; likewise with the back pieces. Oh dear
Luckily, I bought the fabric locally and it was pretty cheap, so I can get some more. And I am determined to get to grips with this! If only I had paid more attention to what my mum did when I was little and she made lots of our clothes…
Still, I can chalk this up to experience and move on. It’s not a mistake I will make again (and surely I am not the first person to do this?!) so I can look on it as a new skill learned. I now know which way to fold my fabric before cutting the pieces out!!
I am not going to give up. Onwards and upwards. I will master this!
Additionally, as a home educating parent, I think it is really important that the boys see that (a) I am learning something new; and (b) I make mistakes; and (c) I don’t give up after making a mistake, but use it to learn something. Job done