It was yellow with printed animals one side, pintuck detailing on the other side and a yellow satin border. She slept with it every night and had to have it just right on her bed, so she could play with the stitching as she fell asleep. A personal blanket story from a Baby Star staffer inspired by a photo of my nephew, Silas in his mom’s lap wrapped up in his Baby Star blanket inspired us to think of our own stories, and ask you for stories.
My story is a little different. I had a washcloth. Not a run-of-the-mill washcloth, this one could go over your hand—I could sleep with it, and take a bath with it. Sometimes my washcloth was a puppet, a super hero, a monster and at night a hand puppet buddy that helped me fall asleep.
Some blankets have been in families for generations, and some are new; all will hopefully be passed down to each baby star that comes into the world. My daughter has her favorite blanket, yellow with a black and white polka dot border, and I have a feeling that thing is going to college with her.
The staff at Baby Star would like to ask you to share stories of blankets and babies, washcloths and snuggle times that you remember from childhood or you know will be remembered when your star grows up. We think blanket stories are fun and silly, but we also want a place where memories can be shared so people can come to our site, read a blog and crack a smile.
Our blankets mean something more to us and our little stars; they are all waiting for a home where a little star might just make them a part of history. Everyone has a blanket story – share yours with us!