A lot of people I know have a pajama tradition for Christmas. Usually it’s a gift that each child can open on Christmas Eve — brand new exciting pajamas! I think most years my mom made my sisters and me matching pajamas, and I think the handmade-ness of it is kind of special. There’s nothing wrong with Old Navy “jingle jammies” at all, but I like the idea of something special no one else has, too.
I didn’t make PJs for Anneliese last year, but this year I repurposed a nightgown of my own that I haven’t been able to wear in a long time, and won’t be able to either (since it’s not breastfeeding friendly). The fabric is so pretty and soft, and I’m glad Anneliese can enjoy it.
I also cut up a camisole I had in the “for use as fabric” pile (I need to come up with a better storage system for upcycle-able stuff like that than a pile), to use for the sleeves and accents.
She is laughing here, I promise. Look at her cute chubby feet!
It’s not a perfect nightgown by any means (other than straight lines I’m kind of a sloppy seamstress), but it fits and it’s cute.
The nightgown I cut up already had the gathers under the bodice, so the new nightgown is nice and full.
And I made it extra-long because of all the growth-spurting Anneliese has been doing. Hopefully it’ll fit for a couple of months.
Anneliese explored the tree and looked at her presents, then went into her room to look at a book and get ready for bed.
The little flower is hand-sewn and hand-stitched onto the front, and the heart is blanket-stitched on by hand also.
A heart for my heart.
Stop and smell the roses.