She slept with her blanket every night and if it wasn't in her crib she was not a happy camper. It was a sad day when she would get sick and we would have to wash her beloved blanket. (For some reason I remember her being sick a lot.) There was more than one occasion that she would throw up in the night and we would have to clean up everything but the disgusting blanket. She would cry and cry and could not fall asleep with out her blanket...it was too much to have her be feeling miserable AND take her blanket away...so we would drape the more disgusting part outside of the crib and leave a little corner for her to grab onto inside the crib. And so began our family's love affair with "The Blanket". The years went by, When she was about 3 or so she refused to wear footed PJ's. I had some really cute ones and our house was cold. I couldn't figure out why she wouldn't wear the cute, warm pj's--until I realized that she had graduated from just poking her fingers through the crochet stitches, now she also poked her toes through. How could she do that in footed pj's?
Emma still sleeps with her blanket every night and is the one who packs it if we go on a trip.
Isaac, seeing how much joy a blanket could give, requested one from Grandma for his 5th birthday. He likes his blanket but doesn't have a serious attachment...I just think him requesting one shows how much Emma liked hers.
Elijah was the next to receive "The Blanket". It was love at first touch. As soon as he was old enough to grab on to it he never let go. He LOVES his Blanket, or as he calls it his 'buddy' Not that he thinks it is really a buddy that is just how he learned to say blanket. (I will be a little sad when he learns how to say blanket the right way) He sleeps with it every night and plays with it every day. We have a backup blanket for Elijah, Eric's mom gave Eric and I a nice Afghan that is blue and off white so in a pinch we can use that.
This is Elijah claiming his blanket and Isaac's blanket.
Awhile ago I decided that rocking Meg to sleep every night was a bad idea. So I put her in her crib and let her cry herself to sleep (thinking it might help her sleep better at night too). Well it worked. She cried herself to sleep--Just for the first night, and then slept for a little longer that first stretch of night. She did this for a week or two, but slowly she has been training me...yes she is that smart...she now requires a lot of checking and picking up etc. etc. So last night I thought, "What has happened. I already did this once!" So I let her cry herself to sleep again. She was a little more stubborn this time but eventually fell asleep. I went in to check on her and this is what I saw. Her head used to be on the left and the blanket was in a ball at her feet, but she somehow managed to squirm around and free her hands from the burrito wrap and find "The Blanket". Once she got a handful of it she was finally able to fall asleep. And so it begins...I can only hope that her blanket will give her as much happiness and joy it has given Emma and Elijah, I think we are off to a good start.
2 comments:
How cute! We've only had one child attached to a blanket so far. I'm anxious to let Chloe "cry it out" -- but I think she is still just a bit too little. Every time we finally do it, though, I always think "why did we wait so long?"
If I had a blanket that looked that soft I would be attached too! Your kids are so adorable. I congrats on a year of practice. We love you guys. We hope to see you soon and if not soon maybe at the next miller reunion
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