I didn't grow up learning how to sew. My first attempt at sewing on a machine came years ago when I made cushion covers for my then boyfriend (now husband). My mom had to finish the sewing for me by hand as I found the binding difficult to do (I still find the binding the hardest part).
Anyway, I decided that I needed to buy a sewing machine. I rationalized this desire by telling myself and my husband that I would sew costumes for our daughter Ellie and dog Watson (who doesn't love a cute dog in a halloween costume). He was sold on the idea and off to buying a sewing machine I went
My first project I attempted to make was a bird mobile for Ellie's room. It still remains unhung as my husband is notoriously bad at procrastinating at things. I threaten that I will hang it myself, but that hasn't seem to do the trick to getting him to hang it yet.
This first attempt was a disaster, but in the end it turned out useable enough that I am willing to hang it in her room for all that visit to see. My brain couldn't conceptualize around the 3D nature of sewing the birds. I pride myself in being an intelligent person and I was a bit dejected in that I couldn't figure out how to sew the birds on my own. But to my rescue my husband came. He's an engineer and I am a lawyer, so perhaps it's that he has to think that way by nature as he stares at designs and drawings all day long and I research and argue all day long for a living, that I needed his help.
These are the birds... not the greatest, but for a beginner sewer and someone that is not crafty, they turned out to be useable, even if the stitching is a bit wonky. Hopefully they will go up in her room someday soon!