I was cleaning out above my bedroom closet a few months back and came across this sealed nicely in a dark plastic bag. I knew what it was but hadn't looked at it for years nor had I taken photos of it finished.
I started this the beginning of 1999, when my cousin and his wife adopted a baby boy. I had never quilted before but was a good seamstress. I found a block pattern online, went to the local fabric store to pick out fabric (yikes!) and started sewing. I knew before I had the top together it was never going to be given away. I had spent $50 on material, which was huge for us at that time, and more hours than I care to remember. After I had the top finished, my SIL suggested that I ask my MIL to hand quilt it, which became another reason it would stay with me.
When all was said and done, I tucked it away for the day I would have a grandchild (even though our sons were only 10 and 8 at the time.) They are both married now but I'm still sort-of-patiently waiting for the day I get to use it.