The Blanket
Today I bought a blanket. I saw it when I walked into the store, hanging with other throw blankets. It was cream and blue and brown, in a mod circle pattern. The first thing that hit me was that it was something I would have bought for Devin’s room – it would have matched perfectly. My step faltered with the thought, but I turned and headed straight towards it, instead of angling away. It was so soft when I touched it… so perfect for a baby. That sealed the deal. I bought it.
I took a nap with it today. And at night when I rolled into Den’s arms for our nighttime snuggle I pulled it with me, clutched tight under my arm.
I told Den that it was the kind of throw blanket I would use to put down for a baby to play on… for Devin to play on. I paused and grabbed Sheepie, and sat him on the blanket.
There’s still sitting there, Sheepie and the blanket, between my husband and me on the bed. I look over, touch the soft blanket, and smile. He would have liked that blanket.
I really admire people like you and C. who can go ahead and make these purchases. I just shut down and don’t even look or think. Good for you, I say, good for you.
i had a little dog for my son. got it him when we found out we were pg w/ twins. one for each boy. c still has his. loves it. d would have loved it too. i used to put it in his crib. it sat right where he was supposed to be. so quiet and so still. his blanket is MY lovie now. it is soft w/ dragon files on it. i hold it everynight and it’s been almost 2 years and 2 babies ago. doesn’t matter. it’s his.
like tash said good for you for getting that blanket. devin’s blanket. he will share it with his bro/sis.
Yes, it’s amazing how things like that can connect us to our lost children. Good to have those things around the house. Took me a while to realize that.