After having 3 beautiful boys in a 3 year period, my husband and I were done. Life was a wonderful blur of diapers and laundry, kisses and cuddles. But...when my youngest of 3 was heading to school, I had that "baby craving" and just knew that there was one more baby to add to our family. Naturally, being a mother of all boys, I had (not so secretly) wanted a little girl to call my own. Someone to make beautiful dresses for and express my "girly" side with. I found myself daydreaming about her, and so when my son Nathan was born, I was a little shocked. (o.k.I cried) It didn't help that Nathan was not your average baby. He was very tiny and had no hair anywhere. He also had very thin, red angry looking skin and he cried all the time. 6 months later we found out that Nathan has a very rare (10 people worldwide) disorder that affects his skin, hair, eyes and growth. With already having an older son affected with Autism and PKU, I struggled to find meaning to it all. Why? But that was the wrong question. The right question was What...what could I do right now to be the best Mom for him, to meet his needs.
I can't remember when I started creating hats for him, but it began as a need to cover his head and shield his sensitive eyes. It wasn't long before Nathan had a hat to match every outfit, even pajamas! The cuter the better :) I suppose it was all part of my journey to acceptance of this precious little boy that is now the highlight of my life. He is my "Hugabug". It has become my mission as a Mom to build self esteem, confidence, character and Godly wisdom into all of my boys. It hasn't been easy, but along the way, we all find outlets to sooth our souls, and make peace with unexpected twists along our paths. Hugabug Kids is mine. I LOVE to create beautiful things for my kids and others. Over the years my interests have grown from Hats to Dresses, Onesies, Totes, Slippers and the list keeps growing. My local orders and craft shows have allowed me to stay at home with my wonderful boys while indulging myself in making adorable and even "girly" things.

Therapy comes in all sorts of forms, mine comes in colorful folds of fabrics, fibers and the humming of a my favorite machine.