I'm making a baby quilt for a friend and as I was cutting over the weekend I'm thinking, god, I should have done this or done that in the design, ugh such-and-such would've looked better. And I didn't even start a stitch.
I figure it will be so unique and from the heart that only a monstrous jerk would sneer at it. Even the imperfections that bug you are just things to learn next time, but no one expects everything to be perfect. And they never see the guts of it up close like you do. My first quilt was a wedding gift and I cringe now at the schizophrenic binding, but the couple was touched at the time.