Custom Gowns

...and a mom that has game.

(That can be taken several ways. There are several 'moms' involved')

Middle Daughter came to visit in May for my birthday and went to the computer to print off a pattern.

"Mmmmmooooommmm! Make this for me!!!!!"

"OK, honey....whatever you want....what is it?'

It was a pattern (from here) for a make-it-yourself (or myself, as the case may be) gown to wear in the hospital while she was birthin' the grandbebe three.

Her Lil' Sis wasn't so impressed then, but later got on board (as I remember it). I had a couple of lengths of fabric in the required quantity (thank you thank you, Wisest Sister), and on the occasion of the recent visit of Eldest Daughter, went to JoAnns and bought the necessary notions with all the good coupons, because...

Have you checked out the price of notions lately! Well. Don't. Unless you have couponage! Gak!

When Youngest Daughter went to the hospital this past weekend a couple weeks early, I had not made her gown. Seriously, it was on the schedule for that Saturday. Grandbebe Two, however, was not to show up, and I had my second chance.

Youngest Daughter's custom-made, bebe-birthin', hospital gown got done. I took it to her forthwith. Who knows when the for real and for keeps trip to the hospital is going to come? I packed up the gown, and the camera, and off I set.

Had her try it on, because, after all...internet pattern (see boppee story here)! And I needed a photo for the blog. Which I completely forgot while trying to elicit hugs from Grandbebe Girl with a poptart. It's all about priorities I say.

So. I called up Youngest Daughter and was all...

"Hhhhhhoooonnnnneeeeeeey! Do this for me!!!!!"

"OK, Mom....whatever you want....what is it?'

Because that's how we roll!

I have told Youngest that if the hospital 'has rules' and says ix-nay to the bringing of one's own attire, I will be holding off sewing on the other for Middle Daughter, and that we will be sending this one to her!