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A few months ago I aquired a rickety old, homemade, antique loom. A good frined of mine found it on craigslist and passed it on to me for a hell of a deal. I experimented with placemats as my first project, but I was itching to weave my own woven baby wrap.

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As soon as I finished my placemats, I started measuring my warp, I’d planned to spend the two weeks of leave I was taking before Cop’s due date warping my loom and weaving, but surprise! Cop came 2 weeks early and I had to figure out how to recover and take care of two kids before I could even think about my loom.

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Eventually I got it warped and started weaving, and I knew that it was meant to be a thank you gift for my friend who made weaving possible for me by finding me this little loom. It’s not perfect, in fact, it’s so much uglier than my second wrap turned out it’s not even funny. Wonky selvedges, skipped threads… it’s kind of a mess.

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But I’m so proud of it, because imperfect as it is, it’s beautiful, and comfortable, and it looks lovely on my friend. And maybe she’ll let me make her a nice one one day too.