My First (and probably last) Quilt

Three years ago, when a friend of mine was pregnant and about to give birth, I decided for some reason to sew her a quilt. Luckily (and surprisingly) I didn't choose one of those crazy quilts with trillions of little pieces, but a quite simple one. I quickly finished buying the fabric and even cutting all the squares, but then I had a few other projects I just had to make, and before I even finished 2 rows, her baby was already three months old and we bought another gift for her. Then I just left it aside for a few months.
Then another friend was about to give birth and I took the quilt out and decided to finish it and give it to her as a gift, and this time I almost finished sewing all the squares together. But somehow I didn't finish it, again, and again the baby was three months old and again we bought another gift and again I left the quilt aside and forgot about it.
Then, a year and a half ago, when I was pregnant with the baby, I saw it sitting there and decided to finish it this time, no matter what. Miraculously, I did. A month before giving birth it was already washed, waiting for the baby.
And I have a feeling that somewhere inside, I just knew that this quilt, my first quilt (and let's face it, most probably my last quilt as well), should stay with me.

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