My mother had a rocking chair that I remember being rocked in as a child. After she passed away it fell into disrepair and somebody had broken the arm. I asked my dad if I could fix it and it has taken me almost two years to get it done. I would like to thank my Father-in-law for doing 98% of the fixing and stripping of it (I stained it). Since that time it has taken the last ten months and three sets of cushions and material that I destroyed to finally come to the finished product. It isn't great, but looks okay from far away. It was such a learning project and I am so grateful to be done. This next baby will be the first of the grandchildren to be rocked again in Mom's chair. He will be pretty special.