One of the most meaningful experiences I've had as a mother is dressing my baby in something my grandmother or great grandmother made for me (or sometimes for the generation before me). My little girl has slept underneath blankets and worn booties, hats, and sweaters crafted with talent and a whole lot of love. I was lucky enough to descend from two talented women - one a knitter and one a crocheter - whose creations have outlasted them.
Great Grandma Thelma was the crocheter. She made blankets, bonnets, and booties, but her specialty seems to have been capes.
My Grandma Marilyn (Great Grandma Thelma's daughter) was a talented seamstress and knitter. Like her mother, she crafted the typical blankets and hats, but the rose-colored sweater she knit for me has stood the the test of time (unlike my hairstyle).
Me, circa 1984
My daughter, 2018
Before my daughter was born, I had dabbled in the yarn arts, but her impending arrival seemed to spark a desire to create. I stuck to the comparatively easy projects at first - a baby blanket, some booties, and a couple hats. I don't know what led me to believe that I was capable of making her a sweater, but that's what I decided to do for her baptism/1st Easter.
Worn March 2016
My little pumpkin!
Recently, she has started requesting specific toys. This porg (a Star Wars creature) was my first attempt at a knitted stuffed animal.
I've also crocheted a worm, a snail, and an elephant
I don't pretend to be anywhere near as talented as my grandmother or great grandmother, but I am pleased to be part of our family pattern of yarn creations!
Per my cousin's request, I have added a shawl I crocheted for myself, but I suppose it is likely to eventually end up in my daughter's hands.







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