I know the title seems a bit “out there.” I promise I am as sober as a judge.
I remember the day I purchased my 1971 Kenmore 1207 sewing machine. I walked to a garage sale just a few houses away and there it was! The lady had arthritis and had not been able to sew for years. I paid $10 for it and all of the attachments. The original instruction booklet stated it was still under warranty as it had a 20 year guaranty on the motor. It was 1987.
The first item I sewed on it was a purple jumper and matching purse for my sister’s 6th birthday. It wasn’t long after that my husband and I were expecting. The machine sat at the kitchen table as if were a guest for dinner for most of the pregnancy. I sewed bumper pads, sheets as well as matching curtains in blue and white pinstripe. I had purchased so much of that material that I ended up making two summer jumpsuits!
We moved to a larger home and the sewing machine sat on a card table in a spare room. I sewed curtains for 3 bedrooms and began sewing maternity dresses for work. After we knew our next child would be a girl, I purchased pink pinstripe material. You guessed it. I purchased so much material that I was able to sew her 1st Easter dress. I still had material from my son’s layette and sewed shorts for his Easter outfit.
Before we moved again, I found an old cabinet to keep the sewing machine. No more tables and dust protectors. It was compact and I could keep my projects underneath. I managed to sew curtains for both kids rooms as well as our bedroom along with a few pairs of shorts .
After all of the curtains, I decided to sew Mother-Daughter Easter outfits. I’ll never forget the hours I spent and was sewing a hem on her dress Easter morning. Mine was a fitted lined jacket and skirt while hers was a dress with matching barrette. It still hangs in my closet as a reminder of how I could sew anything I set my mind to.
A few years later, I made matching Christmas outfits for my son and daughter. Hers was a Daisy Kingdom (how we all remember those from the 1990’s) prairie dress while he had a matching vest. That set still hangs in my closet as a reminder that I could sew a designer pattern.
My son became interested in sports, He was very tall and it was impossible to find his size in baseball pants. Another mom with an older boy had the same problem the year before and she showed me how to tailor his pants. No one would have ever guessed.
With both kids in activities and neither wanting any hand-made clothes, the sewing machine took a hiatus. Actually, I took the hiatus. I remember my daughter taking scraps of material and making her own “designer” pieces.
Both of the kids are adults now and the machine has been moved to my son’s room. I pulled it apart and gave it a good cleaning just this past week. The warranty has run out, but the only thing the needed was a new needle.
I opened the bobbin case and went to select a bobbin. I realized as I was looking for a bobbin that I had kept the thread from all of those projects. In my sewing case, I had kept swathes from as far back as the purple jumper.
I think if my sewing machine could talk, it would thank me for the good cleaning I gave it and the possibility of a future full of projects.