Yesterday Sydney handed me her blankie which was for all intents and purposes, ripped in half. That blanket gets a whole lot of lovin' and it's wearing down. It started as a receiving blanket which was regularly thrown over my shoulder while nursing, burping and holding baby Syd. She had reflux, so taking her into your arms without a blanket to catch her "secretions" was not for the faint of heart. She got used to the feel of flannel against her cheek and it just feels like home to her. She has two, but they are both victims of overuse. The soft little tags have worn right off. The duck pattern has faded, the binding at the seams has let go. And now we have holes and rips. It's more of a rag. It makes me sad.
Sydney, 4 months old relaxing with her blankie! |
So, I took out my sewing kit and with a pretty messy mending-stitch, pieced blankie back together. Maybe that is enabling? I want Sydney to be a big girl. Is blankie keeping her "little"? Maybe. But for now, that's okay with me. She'll give it up when she's good and ready. And if she still needs it years down the road, I will take my sewing kit out again and stitch it into her wedding dress if that's what she needs!!! (But I hope she'll give it up on her own before this!!!)
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