OpaChi Quilts N Crafts – The Biginning

Quilting – Begin!

For about six months now, I’ve gone back and forth in my head on a life altering decision. One side knows I will do great if I go through with it while the other side is all for it – but doubtful on my success. I’ve decided to start my own “thing” and make quilts and other craft ideas that I have.

     I’ll save you the sob story of a pregnant mom and bride-to-be who couldn’t find a job (due to pregnancy) but can craft like a mother f@&ker and just cut right to the important stuff.

   With five months left in pregnancy and my emotional state in question, my husband – my batman – said that maybe me staying home is exactly what God wants. I’ve accepted that and found that I have quite a gift for crafting. I made Little Ninja a quilt and it came out so nicely, that I made one for Chi as well. I received such good feedback that I actually thought about making something of all of this.

Now that Little Ninja or “Opa” is here (and three months, for that matter), I have decided to go with my gut, heart, brain, and husband and give this crafting bit a try. It’s something I really do enjoy doing and I am more excited about it than I’ve ever been about any job from my past. I have this super thick notebook that will serve as my “brain in writing” – if you will. It has tabs made out of sticky notes and so many of my ideas. The more I think and write about my ideas, the more excited I get. I’m like a scientist in a room full of new testing material. Like a gamer first in line at midnight for the next best game (for PS4J ). Like a mother prepped and ready to bring a new life into the world (me three months ago…).

      I’m just waiting on tax time. When I can take a ‘nest egg’ chunk (frugally) and buy a good amount of starter supplies. Then, open up my one woman sweat shop and see where life takes me. This is only the beginning. Yet another stepping stone in this journey of mine called “Life”. Am I scared? Shitless. But what better way to live if not on the edge at least a little bit – even if it is in the form of needles, fabric, crafts, and the colorful ideas that swirl in my mind. Having Batman’s support is a huge huge huge plus for me. I have never been encouraged so deeply by a man. Then again, he isn’t just any ‘man’. He’s my Batman.

   I know it will be hard and there will be days where I may feel like I should be like everyone else and get a “real job”. But I also know that all I have to do is look into the eyes of my kids and husband to know that no matter what, I can do anything. I will give this Roller coaster ride idea 110%. Join the ride through my writings. You can even let the safety bar go and scream on the way up the tracks if you want. I haven’t the heart to judge one bit. S*

Batman…

Now, I’m sure when you see a title like that, you’re thinking this:

courtesy of DC comics

    I am a huge batman fan. I am a bigger fan of him than any other super hero (and this is coming from a HUGE nerd). I own three Bat shirts (for starters), a bat watch, keychain, cake ring, and so on and so forth. My fandom isn’t because of his looks or lack of raw “super…ness”… but for his use of machinery and darkness to keep streets safe. His brains as much as his brawn.

   

Anyway, this isn’t about Comic Batman, It’s about this one:

MY Batman

This is my batman, Aaron. You may often read me refer to him as Batman. It’s just what I call him – and with good reason. This man saved me and Chi from a bad and unavoidable path almost two years ago. Instead of allowing me and my oldest to sleep in my Nissan on the side of a road, he stayed with me and convinced his family to help. Then came marriage, a home of our own, and a baby! The rest, as I say, is a comic book waiting to happen.

   Not only is he supportive and sweet, but he’s hilarious when he wants to be. He keeps me laughing – especially when I’m feeling down. One of the sweetest things he has ever said to me was that he referred Chi as his daughter since the very first day he met her. A few days after meeting him, he popped by for a visit, ended up leaving, and coming back with ‘food essentials’. Bread, cheese, lunch meat, cereal, and milk. “I couldn’t ignore your empty fridge,” he said. I knew I loved him at that moment. Quick, yes, but is there really such a thing when a higher power is in control? I know couples who met and married in the same week – still going strong.

He’s called Batman for a few reasons. He’s the coolest person on the planet to me. He’s an awesome dad and extremely protective of us all. I can’t even take Charlie out to pee at night without him or protection nearby. Last night he asked me if I was happy as a Housewife. I thought he was asking to try and convince me to work again, but he asked because he just wants to make sure I am happy. Period. MY genuine happiness is a concern if his. Wow… Who wouldn’t love a man like that? Those out of their freakin’ minds, that’s who!?!

   All in all, I can’t believe I lucked out. There really is no better phrase for this topic. For once I’ve met and married the definition of love and kindness – after so much unkindness. His best qualities include his fierce love for me… and my weirdness. He takes it all in tow with a “that’s not weird at all” attitude that pretty much helps him sleep at night.

   When times are rocky, he’s the cement that keeps my worrying brain grounded and my feet from falling out from under me. He makes fun of my couponing, but encourages it every times I walk through the house with four bags of stuff under $10.00 . No worries, I’ll shed some light on my couponing craze down the line. He’s my everything and our kids are keep us going for sure. Batman, I’d be lost without you around.

Men: Be yourself for that special someone. Unless you can be Batman, then be batman for that special someone. Every girl wants their very own super hero to swoop them up and show them the meaning of a loving family man. Trust me, I’ve been on both sides of Justice when it comes to matters of the heart. I’ve had my share of Jokers for sure.

S.