Farewell blankie

17 Apr

I don’t remember when Eve first became attached to her blankie, a once white John Lewis muslin, which became scrappier and greyer as the years went on.  I do know that when she learnt to crawl at seven months, one of the very first things she did was scoot over to her cot to grab her blankie in her fat little fist.

From that day onwards, she was rarely seen without one muslin or another, she’d trail them behind her like an extension of her arm as they grew increasingly grubby and frayed.  I can picture her running around in her first red Startrite shoes, at nursery school wearing princess dressing up, in the back of the car after a long sunny day on the beach, after school on  the sofa watching TV with her thumb in her mouth.  Always with a blankie.  She’s had lots, but gradually a favourite emerged.  The one we were never allowed to wash.  The one that she couldn’t sleep without.

When we left home last November, it was a quarter of its original size, and permanently grey.  For five and a half months, it’s come everywhere with us, well almost everywhere.  We left it in a campsite cabin in Timaru in New Zealand, when we were rushing to get going one morning.  Only realised when we’d reached our next destination three hours away.  When we discovered our error, Eve cried, big, fat, sad, silent tears as if her heart was breaking.  So after much emailing between myself and the very understanding manager, we made a two hour detour on the way back to collect it.

Since then, we’ve always been extra careful about packing the children’s teddies and blankies.  Along with our passports, they’re the only things we really care about.  But despite all our care, it wasn’t enough.  This week we lost blankie.  Properly lost it.

Our last night in Kuala Lipis saw Eve going to bed without it, and us promising to look for it in the morning.  We looked and looked and looked.  It hadn’t just slipped down the side of the bed, it had gone.  We think that the hotel housekeeping must have bundled it up with the dirty sheets and towels and taken it away.  We asked if they’d found it, but we don’t think they really understood what we were looking for.

Eve was philosophical, said that she’s got her less favourite blankies at home, they’re not the same but they’re still better than nothing and she’ll be glad to see them when we get back.  But I think this is the end of an era, she’s nine now, she’ll never go back.

She’s not the only one who’s sad.

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17 Responses to “Farewell blankie”

  1. Mummylimited 17/04/2011 at 1:29 pm #

    *weep*. MM got a little rucksack for his birthday and as I sent him & Dan off yesterday I put a drink, some raisins, a book and of course MoMo, a small blue rabbit who used to have a dummy sewn to his ear. We actually called him Blue Bob, which MM can say but he calls him Momo, so I guess that’s his name.
    Well done E for being so brave.

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 17/04/2011 at 1:32 pm #

      I was really proud of her, I know she’s found it hard.

  2. Rachel 17/04/2011 at 2:51 pm #

    Mine still have their’s, and I too think partly because it’s how I can stop them growing up just a little bit. I think I’m losing though with my 5ft 2 in nearly 11 year old!

    What a brave girl – I wonder if something new girly and especially grown up (like a lip gloss?) could take it’s space in her bag?

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 21/04/2011 at 1:54 pm #

      When we left it behind in NZ we bought her a penguin, before we knew we’d be able to get it back. But you’re right, she is growing up. We’ve been with my parents this week and my mother’s noticed a big difference in her.

  3. jay 17/04/2011 at 2:52 pm #

    I actually gasped when I saw it was lost for good. My two also have attachments to muslin cloths, and thankfully we have plenty. I thoroughly admire Evie for being a brave enough little girl to let go and look forward to the ones at home. Like you, I wonder if she really will go back to them. x

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 21/04/2011 at 1:56 pm #

      I guess she had to grow out of them sometime, but it’s never an easy process.

  4. Liz 17/04/2011 at 3:18 pm #

    Bless her she’s being really brave. We have a teddy like that, once white and now grey. If she ever gets lost I think I’ll cry more than DD x

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 21/04/2011 at 1:57 pm #

      It’s hard to watch them grow up sometimes.

  5. Whimsical Wife 17/04/2011 at 10:08 pm #

    Oh 😦 I know exactly how sad you feel, we lost a very special thing too, I could still cry when I think of it xxxx

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 21/04/2011 at 1:58 pm #

      They love them so much don’t they? It’s like they’re part of them.

  6. Laura 17/04/2011 at 10:48 pm #

    I read this with a lump in my throat. We have very nearly lost ‘Lulu’ on three occasions and I have to say although the 5 year old was upset, I was distraught. Luckily Lulu is still with us.

    So sorry too hear of your loss.

    RIP blankie

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 21/04/2011 at 1:59 pm #

      That’s what I almost called the post…

  7. Kirsten & Tim Price 20/04/2011 at 1:32 pm #

    I had a really big lump in my throat and tears in my eyes when I read your very last sentence. Unfortunately, our children are growing up so fast, but I was impressed with Eve’s reaction – very grown up!!! It’s like you said in your blog – passports and special cuddly toys are the only things that really matter (and of course each other!!) and I’m pleased to let you know we all came back in one piece.
    Wishing you safe travels and lots of joy – stay happy, healthy, safe and above all together!
    Love
    Kirsten (& Price family,including Banoffee (Hannah’s bear) and Muffin (Ellen’s dog)

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 21/04/2011 at 2:00 pm #

      Thank you, I love hearing from families who’ve come home again after their trips. We should start a club!

  8. Pants With Names 21/04/2011 at 8:34 am #

    Its a HUGE moment. Not surprised you are all feeling a bit tearful.

    You could tell her that he’s gone to help Sam (my 5 month old) who already needs a muslin to settle himself and is clearly going to follow down the blankie route. x

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 21/04/2011 at 2:01 pm #

      That’s so sweet x

  9. Hayley 23/04/2011 at 7:25 pm #

    Poor eve.

    This happened to my friend in a hotel in lake Tahoe, only she was 16!!

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