Rory Evans, Contributing Editor
"If you ever have a baby--and then also ever plan on taking a shower--you need a bouncy seat." My sister-in-law Annie announced this to me and Jamie, my husband, last fall, when we went to California to visit her and our new niece Tatum, who was then just 10 weeks old.
Annie would put Tatum in this little bouncy lounger--oddly, for something that aims to quiet a baby, done up in a jungle motif--turn on the music, and shake mechanism, and we'd watch in awe as any fussiness just kind of magically dissipated.
Understandably then, a few months later, when I was standing in my bathroom, jeans around my ankles, blinking at the two pink lines on the little stick of plastic in my hand, these were my very first thoughts:
1.) Must buy bouncy seat.
And only after that:
2.) Have to call Jamie and tell him the news.
Since it was still so early in the pregnancy, and I didn't want to jinx anything, I actually executed number 2 long before number 1.
When I got around to buying the chair, I had already decided on my goal of DIYing as much as possible. But I also knew that a major component of the magic of a bouncy seat was the mechanics--the bounce and bells and whistles--that I can't exactly make from scratch. So I decided to buy the least expensive one I could find and then make a slipcover for it (that would coincidentally not look so bad in our living room). Also, since my sewing skills are kind of on the lower range of intermediate, I knew I needed to find a seat that didn't have too many angles or seams or geegaws attached; I needed something pretty basic to sew a cover for.
At Babies R Us, on the clearance shelf, I found the exact thing I was looking for: Simple-enough cover that slides on and off, made of organic materials, and has three musical settings: Lullabye, nature sounds, and "womb sounds" (which, trust me, has become the code phrase/excuse for lots of other sounds so far during this pregnancy).
BEFORE:

(Also, I am compelled to mention: It was in the bouncy seat aisle that it dawned on me--today's babies are born MP3 compatible. At least one of the bouncers hooks up to your iPod, if womb sounds aren't good enough.)
As soon as I got home, I got out my sewing machine and got busy. I took the cover off the frame and traced all the components--the main piece, the two back flaps, the crotch panel, the bar cover--and added a half-inch seam on all the pattern pieces. Then I started cutting and sewing. I decided to use a kind of watermelon-y red and light blue cotton flannel, with little accents of dotted cotton. I think subconsciously, I had the (womb-soundless) Oeuf bouncer in my head somewhere, because I added a blue stripe that looks, I hope, informed by their design as opposed to shamelessly derivative.
AFTER:
(I also made some little felt stuffed animals to hang from the bar--replacing the little jingle-bell teddy bears that came with it, and which our cat, Cletus, quickly attacked and then absconded. Those will be viewed in a coming blog post...)





























