When we were expecting Anna, Alex (aka Uncle Alex) bought a gift for us/her. It was a nice white light weight chenille blanket. If any of you remember Anna's early days (or entire first year), you remember that she did NOT like the car. I thought babies were supposed to sleep in the car. Anna didn't get that notice and instead she cried. Yup, nearly the whole time nearly everytime we went anywhere. Amazing that we had more children!
Anyhow, I had used this white blanket from Alex for her in winter because it clung to her while she rolled around in her early months. It became her staple blanket but she didn't seem particularly attached to it, she just loved to suck her thumb. In the summer of '02 we took a trip to Michigan and somewhere driving around (Anna crying) I decided to cover her up with her blanket to see if she calmed down. Worked like magic. I was shocked and then dismayed that I hadn't tried it earlier. From that day forward, it has been her comfort at bedtime even though the thumb-sucking is a thing of the past.
These days the good ol' blanket resembles something more like a rope, but we still call it her blanket and she still loves it. It has soft spots and rough spots and she dearly loves the way it smells, especially after it's washed :).
I was looking at this recent picture and it reminded me of everything that blanket has been through with us/her in the last nearly 8 years. Hopefully 8 years from now the blanket will be in some special memory box and not under her pillow every night!
Anyhow, I had used this white blanket from Alex for her in winter because it clung to her while she rolled around in her early months. It became her staple blanket but she didn't seem particularly attached to it, she just loved to suck her thumb. In the summer of '02 we took a trip to Michigan and somewhere driving around (Anna crying) I decided to cover her up with her blanket to see if she calmed down. Worked like magic. I was shocked and then dismayed that I hadn't tried it earlier. From that day forward, it has been her comfort at bedtime even though the thumb-sucking is a thing of the past.
These days the good ol' blanket resembles something more like a rope, but we still call it her blanket and she still loves it. It has soft spots and rough spots and she dearly loves the way it smells, especially after it's washed :).
I was looking at this recent picture and it reminded me of everything that blanket has been through with us/her in the last nearly 8 years. Hopefully 8 years from now the blanket will be in some special memory box and not under her pillow every night!
2 comments:
wow.....where did the time go?
i totally remember anna crying in the car too.
I love it!!! I'm so glad you weren't worried about being "careful" with it all the time :) Cherie
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