A Worthy Companion

Teddy was my world.  I couldn’t live without him.  I couldn’t sleep without him.  I loved him to pieces before I even got out of elementary school.  He had been my sleeping companion from my first Christmas on to an age I won’t disclosed as I’m sure I was too old.  Even though he was a boy teddy bear, I dressed him up for special occasions in the only outfit that would fit him, a white and green checkered dress.  When it was time to go to college, I couldn’t leave him behind.  He stayed on my bed as my companion, some one I cried to when my heart got broken.  So when I had children, I naturally assumed they would have something that they loved like that.

Evan did not.  He could take it or leave it.  He didn’t need anything special.  It wasn’t until recently that a friend of mine brought him a handmade dinosaur from Thailand that Evan started to love a toy constantly.  But a few months later, Evan prefers to have Toothy, but he could live without him.

Sean loves his Blanky.  It’s one of those super soft baby blankets lined with satin.  It’s blue with one color embroidered with “Thank Heaven for Little Boys.”  It was originally Evan’s, which I took every time we flew, matching the ultra-blue outfit that just screamed boy because I always worried about having to prove he was a boy to match his ticket.  (Weird, I know, but all babies look uni-sex.  Yeah, I know.  But after they stopped and searched me when I was six months pregnant, I wasn’t taking any chances.)  Sean loves his blanket to pieces.

Blanky is now Sean’s constant companion.  If, for some chance, he forgets it or picked up without it, he cries, “Blah, Blah” as he reaches towards it.  He’ll put it down to play games he needs both hands for, but usually he has to have it, at meals, at stores, at the park.  The problem is he drags it behind him as it collects dust.  To make matters more complicated, poor Sean has allergies, making it very important to have a clean Blanky.  I haven’t mentioned how he had to have it at dinner that was topped off with chocolate ice cream.

So what’s a poor mother to do?   

Break her baby’s heart every time the leave the house?  Or wash the blanket two to three times a week?  People, I’m running out of clothes to wash with it.  Oh, well, I’ll just stock up on the best stain remover and start scouring the internet for a replacement, just in case.

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7 Responses to “A Worthy Companion”

  1. insider53 Says:

    mine were hooked on blankets too. My middle daughter still has hers and slept with it right up until she got married at 29 last year.

  2. CynthiaK Says:

    Suvi and Finn both have blankies, Max has a bear. Having a cuddly is just one of those things. Makes me think of that moment in Madagascar 2 when Alex is shown his “foofie” from way back…(why do I always reference animated films?)

    I suspect you’ll be doing lots of washing! 🙂

    But, feel better. I gave you a blog award this morning on Crumbs. http://crumbsintheminivan.blogspot.com/2009/06/lovely-bloggy-award-for-rockin-friday.html

  3. faemom Says:

    insider~ First off, your my 2000th comment! I wish I had balloons. Second, I was just a little younger when I stopped sleeping with Teddy.
    CynthiaK~ (Because that’s our cultural barometer, since we don’t see enough “adult” movies as Moms) Do you wash a lot? And thank you so much.

  4. Mark Says:

    Hey.

    In our house we have Dr Ruari Lyans – a cuddly teddy lion that goes everywhere – naps, shopping, to friends houses – and all of our friends know him by name!

    As you can imagine with a busy social calendar he gets a bit mucky!

    We now tell Alex that Dr Ruari is going to have a bath. There was a bit of anxiety the first couple of times – but now he takes it in his stride.

  5. Zeemaid Says:

    all 3 of my kids have blankies. E used to take her’s everywhere and it’s pretty much disintegrated but she still clings to it at 5 almost 6. So we got smarter with J and O. Theirs mostly stay in their beds some times it comes out to the living room etc.. but they discard it pretty quick to play. I scoop them up and put them back in their rooms. They only hunt for them if they need some comforting. O calls his his baby. It’s so cute.

    S’funny both O and E was totally attracted to those homemade crocheted blankies.. J had one which I even made but she attached herself to this big pink velvety blanket. Go figure. 🙂

  6. 'cuz I'm the mommy, that's why Says:

    I had a scrap of blankie I kept in the knee pocket of my pants in kindergarten (it was the 70’s people!). I still sleep with a teddy pear, and I am past the 30 mark. I’m sure Hubs loves sharing the bed…
    I wish the Poose had a lovey, maybe then he’d sleep better. I’ve had no luck.

  7. faemom Says:

    Mark~ I swear, Dr. Rauri Lyans is the best stuff animal name I’ve ever heard.
    Zeemaid~ That is cute! I love O calling his his baby! I’ll have to take a page out of your book about scooping a not in use blanket.
    ‘cuz~ I always thought Evan would sleep better if he had a lovey too. It’s nice to have something to love on, though I guess a husband would work too.


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