So who am I? Right now, I’m someone trying desperately hard not to make a “Les Miserables” pun because I’m a nerd and geek of the highest order. Aside from that, I’m someone just like you. I wear many hats: I’m an accountant, a mother, a daughter, a wife, a sister, a friend, and yes…a geek. But I’m also a gigantic kid at heart, which almost explains this site; but, to really do that, I have to take you on a time journey to when I was 8-years-old – just slightly younger than my daughter is now.
At that young age, I was still a geek and a very shy, introverted child. I loved to stay in my room and play with my mountains of stuffed animals (my luvvies, or stuffies) and my mother thought it would be good for me to learn a new skill, so she attempted to teach me how to crochet. I could master a chain like nobody’s business, but I didn’t have the attention to finish anything through – in those days we just tried to make blankets.
Over the years, I would attempt to “hook” again, but was always met with the same frustration. How many blankets can one person use anyway? So, around the time I hit my senior year in high school, I put my hooks away and never gave them another thought.
Fast forward 20 years….my 40th birthday was rapidly approaching, my beloved mother had passed the year prior, and my anxiety and depression (always the demons in my own mind) were battering at the gates. I needed something, an outlet, to focus some of those emotions and turn them into a positive and a friend of mine mentioned crocheting. So, I picked up my yarn and was instantly hooked (yes, I realize it’s a bad pun, there’s a lot of those here).
Crochet seemed to have changed since I last held the yarn. There were You Tube channels to help with complex stitches. There were free patterns online (you must remember, I am a child of the 80s – a lot of the tech we have now wasn’t readily available as I grew up), and I didn’t have to just make blankets anymore. So, I started small. I made hats and then different types of hats, all of which I either gave to friends or donated to a local shelter. And it was so rewarding to see something I made be completed.
I moved on to scarves and even tackled that elusive blanket I’d always tried – take that Captain Ahab, I got my white whale…or pink mermaid. Anyway, the point is, I found a passion and something that did calm me and help with the anxiety I felt.
Then, one of my best friends bought me a special 40th birthday gift, a handmade unicorn for us to take to a Supernatural Convention for my birthday. I was in awe of the craft in front of me. The unicorn was perfect and spoke to a part of me – that little 8-year-old who never grew out of loving stuffed animals. Who had to have a name for all her stuffed animals (who still sleeps with stuffed animals), and who always had to have a seat belt around her luvvies when traveling. How could I do this?
So, I started reading and scouring the Internet for information on how to make these friends, something I learned was called amigurumi, and my world expanded. I began to make my own little luvvies. The first attempts weren’t perfect.
And it was hard for me to accept that at first; I am a perfectionist by nature and I want to succeed in all that I do. But I kept practicing. I was determined I was going to learn how to do this.
And I slowly started to improve. But what’s more, I was having fun. My anxiety and depression still had spikes, but being able to sit and feel the yarn run through my fingers and the repetition of the stitches is soothing, a balm to the fractured recesses I find. And there is something so satisfying at being able to create new friends and share them with my own daughter.
And yes, I am still a geek that plays with my own creations and sends photos to annoy friends and family, which is how we come full circle to Lil’ Luvvies.
As I’ve started to gain confidence in my amigurumi and my luvvies look more like how they are supposed to, friends would send me patterns to see if I would be able to make “x” or “y”. I always took it as a personal challenge, could I make this? How would it turn out? What could I learn from the experience?
And slowly, my stuffies looked more like they were supposed to. They were more cuddly. I learned what the best yarns were, what the best hooks were, how to sew limbs, and work with mistakes when I inevitably made them.
I would post the pictures on Facebook to show my progress – because I was proud of my accomplishments and people began to ask if I would make things for them. I was hesitant to do this. I wasn’t a professional. Not all of my stitches were consistent. I still made mistakes. But, in the end, I would do it, because it kept me crocheting – which helped my anxiety and depression – and I knew I couldn’t reasonably keep all the luvvies I was making…even though my daughter and I wanted to.
And that is how we come here. This is my place to share all my new friends I’ve made, while trying not to annoy friends and family so much on my personal Facebook, but also to open myself up to new forever homes for my stuffies. Because I am still learning and some of my stitches may not be perfect (to my standards), I don’t want to charge as much as someone who has more talent and experience than I, but I want to give my luvvies a chance for a good home; but, at the same time, if I could at least cover the cost of my expenses and materials that would probably make my budget (and the accountant in me) happy.
So, welcome. I am so glad you found me. I hope you enjoy my little friends as much as I do. If you are interested in any of the creations you see, or are looking for someone in particular, please contact me. I get so excited thinking about my little luvvies finding their own families and being loved on for years to come. Because what is better than a warm snuggle from a soft friend?