Pretty Ditty Apron for a Fairy Goddaughter

Last month I sewed this cheerful apron for my turning-four Fairy Goddaughter's birthday. Her birthday was on Thursday so now I can share!

My initial plan for this apron was to cave in and use pink. I started with some pink fabrics, but then the kalidescopey one was so much fun, and the black ground with hot pink and teal is something I would have loved as a kid. Plus it nearly matched the jacket her mum, my BFF, had made for her, so I was confident there wouldn't be any contretemps about me making her preschooler a black apron.

I ended up being not at all keen on the reverse side. The colours of the folksy circular pattern are just too dull. I think it was only $6 a metre, which isn't even why I'd chosen it. I had trouble browsing for fabric that day because I'd taken Amy into Spotlight without a pram, and was trying to juggle bolts of fabric with a wriggly fussy baby. Not a good look! But the most important thing is that my Fairy Goddaughter loves it and has been insisting on cooking with mum just so she has a reason to wear it.

Thankyou for taking the time to recommend your family paediatricians, consult with colleagues to get a name, or simply offer support. I took the recommended names to our GP and got a referral to one of them, who referred us to someone more specialised, who our speech therapist then said is one of the best people to go to. We have to wait until October for Jack's assessment but the other specialised paediatrician didn't have a spot until Feb or March next year, so we're grateful to only be waiting two months! We've got some paperwork to fill out for the Early Intervention group therapy public waiting list, which apparently takes forever to get into. Not really 'Early' then, is it? We're probably going to be handed a 'delayed development' assessment rather than ASD. Jack is a happy, healthy and affectionate little boy who approaches the world with curiosity and excitement. He just needs a bit (okay, a lot) of assistance with communication and socialising.

No craft going on around here. My tonsils have noticed I'm under a lot of stress and taken the opportunity to swell to the size of Fitzroy*, as they always do under these conditions. It's really hard to rest your voice while looking after little kids but I'll do my best.

* Melbourne's smallest suburb, but still too big to be in my mouth.