Fe-Fe's World Of Craft, Creations and Kids.

This blog was started mainly for my crafting, however I also find myself writing about my family life too and in particular about my son Josh. Josh is just Josh to us and we're used to his quirky behaviour. As I don't want to have to mention Josh's autism every time I post about him, I thought I'd mention it here. Hopefully you will bear this in mind as you read and it may give you a little insight into the wonderful world of the autisic child in a very gentle way!

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Friday, 23 April 2010

Happy Birthday Irene

This is the card I made for my Auntie Irene whose birthday is today. I used this gorgeous House Mouse image that a friend sent me which I coloured with Twinkling H2Os. The paper is by K&Co and is double sided. I used one side for the layering and the other side for the leaves and sentiment.

The leaves were made using a die cut from Little Claire Designs and the sentiment is a die cut by Go Kreate.

Sorry about the quality of the photo. I really need to get my photo studio set up again!

Friday, 1 August 2008

Three Cards For A Friend

My friend at the gym asked me if I could make two birthday cards for her for her friends 40th. One from her and one from her twin girls. The invitation she got to her friends birthday party was pink and black and had the silhoutte of a lady on it so she asked if I could do the card from her hin the same theme. This is what I came up with.

This is the card I did from the twins.

When my friend received the cards she loved them so much she asked if I could make a Christening card in a silver and white theme with the wording "My Goddaughter, Eden Drew, out of God's hands and into ours." on it. I've never made a Christening card before so this is a first for me and didn't have a lot to work with so I hope this is going to be ok and she will like it as much as the other two!!

I also sent this card with the first two for my friend. She has had to have an opperation on her knee and so she hasn't been at the gym for quite a few weeks now. She's going to have to have a lot of physio before she will be ready to come back and exercise on it again. I sent her this card to let her know I'm thinking of her and hoping she comes back to the gym soon.

Saturday, 29 March 2008

Anniversary Card

I made this card for Tommy and Marissa's wedding anniversary. I love this little mouse stamp by House Mouse Designs, its just perfect for anniversarys.

Sunday, 19 August 2007

Get Well Soon Card

I made this "Get Well Soon" card today, I'm also halfway through making another card but it's not quite finished yet. I've had this stamp a long time but haven't used it in ages. I thought I'd use it with some freebie papers I got with a magazine a few weeks back.

I'm trying to experiment more with colours hence the orange and green theme. I think it works...

Friday, 17 August 2007

Re-done Mouse Card

I made this card in my early days of card making but it was just the mouse stamp layed onto square red card with gold peel off photo corners stuck in each corner. This was then stuck onto the white card on sticky pads with a gold peel off "Happy Birthday" underneath. Funnily enough it never sold! So I thought I'd have a go at re-doing it. I took the mouse stamp on the red card off and trimmed it with a "shortwave" edging. I cut a strip of stipey paper with the "shortwave" edging to match then wrapped the ribbon round it before attaching it to the card. I then re-mounted the mouse stamp over the top and added the two flowers with the brad in the middle to the bottom corner. I took the peel off "Happy Birthday" off the bottom and to hide the mark it left I covered it with the "Happy Birthday" banner and added some pink brads. I think it looks much better now! It's a shame I can't find the original scan I took. If I come across it I'll add it so you can do a spot the difference.

Ode to Special Mums

Ode to Special Moms(by Erma Bombeck)

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen?

Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint, Matthew.
Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint, Cecilia.
"Rudledge, Carrie, twins, patron saint, give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."

The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."

"Exactly," says God. "Could I give a handicapped child to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."

"But has she patience?" asks the angel.

"I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it.
"I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has his own world. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy."

"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."

God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."

The angel gasps, "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"

God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word.' She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations."I will permit her to see clearly the things I see...ignorance, cruelty, prejudice...and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."

"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, pen poised midair.

God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."

"Welcome to Holland"

"Welcome to Holland" By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss. But...if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.