The year was 2009.

My son was 3 and my daughter was 2. My husband (an airline pilot) was away on trips regularly. I had very limited support or assistance. My life revolved around naptime, nappies and keeping our home running smoothly and to a schedule.

Back then, I was big on routine.

As is the case with many bloggers, I needed more.

No, I didn’t start a blog to talk about my loneliness, thoughts, fears, ideas, triumphs and discoveries.

That came later.

Instead I learnt how to quilt.

I joined a local church group and gained the confidence to learn how to do some basic embroidery.

I was inspired.

After a few months, I left the group and taught myself how to quilt by watching YouTube clips and reading tutorials on blogs.

Fabulous blogs. Inspiring blogs. Blogs which taught me so much and gave me a new lease on life. Blogs which made me lose myself (and many, many hours) in the beauty which was possible.

I had discovered this wonderfully creative community, who gave their knowledge, their experience, their support, so freely.

So in 2010, Samelia’s Mum was born. It was small and I blogged irregularly. Looking back, I probably blogged 3 or 4 times per month – whenever I had a new project completed and ready to show.

As my experience grew, so did the number of posts.

I began to write my own tutorials. My patterns and tutorials began to appear in magazines and How-To websites. I love this journey which blogging has helped me take.
 

 
Yes, I made this mini quilt. It will hang on my sewing studio wall, and is a constant reminder of what is possible, through blogging.

Life has many facets. Sure, a big part of my blog is about creativity and craft.

But I’m not just a quilter.

I’m a mum. I’m a wife. I’m a member of the P and F. I have more going on that just sewing. This is where my blog is different.

Samelia’s Mum doesn’t fall into a niche or group.

I’m not just a quilt or craft blogger. And I’m not just a mum blogger. I’m not just a personal blogger. I’m all three… and sometimes more.

 

 

I talk about my life and often ask for advice. My readers are from all over the world and have so many different experiences – I value their comments and their knowledge. They are my friends.

Samelia’s Mum has come a long way, but is still growing. Evolving. Just as I am. Just as we all are.