Post by walterismydog on Jan 10, 2013 11:22:41 GMT -5
I still have my blankey, which I call my wiggle. I still sleep with it.
OH and for the record, this is no blanket. This was my mom's silky nightgown which she put in the crib with me to stop crying. It has been through a LOT. I can't believe it's still intact.
Post by firedancer49 on Jan 10, 2013 11:24:18 GMT -5
I do not.
DH is super nervous about dd having a lovey. It's just a purple blanket that is soft on one side and silky on the other. She was drawn to it as a baby, and still uses it to sleep or to calm herself down when she is upset, etc.
But.. DH's cousin who is in her late 40's still has her lovey. It was at first a large blanket and now it is just a maybe 10 x10 inch piece of it. She ALWAYS has it with her, and it always smelling it. That's her thing. She is totally normal and in her right mind, but she needs it.
Post by cuddlyevil on Jan 10, 2013 11:24:20 GMT -5
I think I still have my blankie from when I was a baby, it's somewhere in a box from my folks. It is an (unused) cloth diaper that apparently I grabbed on to and wouldn't let go.
Yes. My baby blanket. My mom got it at her baby shower for me. It's got bears holding balloons all over it, and it zips into a tiny sleeping bag. I have it stored on the top shelf of our linen closet and I plan to use it with our future kids.
I still have my teddy bear. His name is jimmy and he used to be white but is now a sickly gray (and has been for years). I had my baby blanket still when DS was born. It's been his lovey for six years now and it is nasty. It has also turned a lovely shade of gray and it is also shredding. He is showing no signs of outgrowing it (or his stuffed Ducky, which is also gross now). :/
I don't. Our dog killed all teh stuffed animals we had left, we were teenagers when we got him and we let him go at it, lol.
MIL still has DH and his sisters loveys. FIL sleeps with SIL's lovey between his legs. I swear it isn't creepy, lol, it is just a giant bunny and he uses it as a pillow. All the grandkids know that it is grandpa's lovey. (This fact is probably the only fun thing about my FIL, lollollol)
Mine's a Puffalump too. Like this, only completely flattened after sleeping with me for about 20 years:
I even brought her to college but eventually stopped sleeping with her once I started having regular sleepovers with H. She now hangs out with all the other stuffed animals in Kate's room.
H and I still have ours displayed in the guest room on a shelf.
Mine is a Peter Rabbit stuffed animal that also had a wind-up music box in it.
H's is an ancient Mickey Mouse. When we went on our Disney cruise, he actually took Mickey and got most of the charecters to sign him. He got a little choked up over it, it was really cute
Post by aprilludgate on Jan 10, 2013 11:36:06 GMT -5
I still have my teddy bear. Right after I was born, my dad disappeared for about thirty minutes. He came back with a bouquet of yellow roses for my mom and the teddy bear for me. The bear hangs out around the bed. Sometimes I hold it while I sleep, but usually it's on the floor with all the throw pillows.
And just because this is cute, I'm going to share that my dad did the same thing with a different color of roses for each of my sisters. Now for any special occasion we get a bouquet of roses in our designated color. When my dad gives my mom roses, she gets some of each color.
And just because this is cute, I'm going to share that my dad did the same thing with a different color of roses for each of my sisters. Now for any special occasion we get a bouquet of roses in our designated color. When my dad gives my mom roses, she gets some of each color.
I had my fleecie, which was a scrap of the blanket in my crib that had - and this is key - kind of a finger of fabric that I created by worrying it between my fingers. It was white baffled cotton with a pink satin edge. By the time I gave it up at five or six, my mom had resewn it so many times it was about 6x6 inches. I still have it in a box in my basement but it hasn't been part of any major life events recently.
I vividly remember my mom having to pick me up at daycare one day because some boy had set his cot down on my fleecie and when I tried to tug it off, the narrow part ripped off. I was inconsolable. She said she could hear me screaming from the parking lot.
I know that my Huggie is in a box somewhere at my parents' house. Huggie is a cut up old polyester sheet - black with psychedelic mushrooms printed on it. I think it came from my grandma's house, originally, lol. There were many Huggies, so that no matter where I went, Huggie was always there.
Post by janiejones on Jan 10, 2013 11:48:07 GMT -5
I was all about a blanket, "Snoopy". (It was a quilt from fabric of Snoopy and his sister Belle.) My mum made it for me when I was a few weeks old because I was allergic to almost all other blankets.
It came to Norway with me when I was 12, and ended up being shared by a few other kids at camp who got sick. Anyone who slept with it was better the next morning, so it got passed around for a week or so in the infirmary.
It was recovered the first time when I was in HS. I still slept with it not out of need, but I learned to sleep propped up and it was the right size to keep me off my stomach. Then when I was hit by the car in 2004, out of frustration I shred the new cover.
My mum took it apart, and in 2006 sewed a piece into the lining of my wedding dress.
In 2008 she gave me a quilt that had my blanket as the lining. The quilt is made from Amy Butler fabrics in her Belle collection- which is fun considering the original quilt was Snoopy & Belle.
I still have my blankie. It is mostly shredded by now, but when I'm really unhappy or stressed snuggling with it provides me an immense amount of comfort. Its actually kind of amazing to me.
I don't sleep with it regularly, but it does come out on occasion when needed