For those that don't know aiden is a "blankie" boy. His blankie is his comfort, his most cherished possession. He NEVER sleeps without it and when we are at home it's never very far away from him. He will run and get it when he's sad or hurt. But mostly he sleeps with it. ALWAYS. In fact aiden may be overly obsessed with his blankie cause as a baby he never took a pacifier and around 8 months he started sticking his blankie in his mouth to fall asleep. He will kind of suck on the corner of the blanket and that's how he falls asleep. Being doing it that way forever. Now wayyyyy back he had 2 "baby blankets" that went with us most places. A green and a blue. The green is polka dot, the blue has sports balls on it. The blue was always the favorite but he wanted both. Then sometime around a year ago (give or take) he stopped wanting the green blanket all together. The blue one was the only source of his obsession and it was an OBSESSION. Notice how I used past tense...
This past week coming back from our family vacation to Padre, the blankie got lost. We believe it was in the rental car where he was snuggling with it on the way to the airport. Somewhere between the rental car transfer and the airport check in...the blankie got lost. We didn't even realize in our hustle to get everything checked, through security etc. We didn't notice until we got on the plane and I wanted to give it to him so he'd have it for take off and hopefully snooze on the plane. The blankie was gone. Ben tried to get off the plane to go find it but quickly realized he couldn't get back through security cause as we were getting on the plane they took our boarding passes. The plane was close to leaving so we had to say Goodbye to the blankie. I think it might haunt me till the day I die that ben or I one didn't get off that plane then and there to go find this blanket.
So now we're home, no blankie. Very very sad and confused little boy. We try and try to explain it to him that the blankie is lost but he doesn't understand the word "lost". He wants to go find it. Go back to the airport, go back to the beach. Aiden doesn't understand the finality of when something is GONE and we can't fix it. We had a very rough couple of days with aiden being sad, crying, promising to be a good boy if he could have his blankie back. We tried to go buy him a replacement blankie which was a complete loss cause he barely even looks at that thing. And after 3 days of mourning we are starting to heal. He has gone back to using the green blankie that he remembered from before but still regularly asks for his blue one. It's sad and heartbreaking for us.
I know this sounds oh SOOOO dramatic for a blanket but you'd have had to have been around aiden enough to know that it was WAYYYYYY important to him. It was also important to me. He had that blanket as a baby and has carried it around for 3.5 years and now I won't get to save it. I have every single thing this kid has ever worn in boxes in our attic cause I'm so sentimental about getting rid of his stuff and yet, the most important, his blankie he carried and loved and cherished for the first years of his life is gone.
IO tried as quickly as I could to pull up some pics of aiden with his cherished blankie. I have way too many pictures to do an in depth search and like I said...it's never far from him. It would be in a lot of our pictures, if only in the background!!
Baby Aiden
His 1st padre with his blankie in hand... poignant.
Mommy & me with blankie.
Football games with blankie.
Trips with the blankie.
Christmas with the blankie
Games with the blankie.
People liked to try and pretend take it from him since he loved it so much.
Aiden
Aiden

Meeting baby hallie at the hospital with the blankie

My babies with the blankie.
Bye bye blankie. You were almost like a member of the family!
I know I should probably just call it CASE CLOSED on the missing blankie but I'm giving myself a week. I'm hounding these people at the harlingen airport like there's no tomorrow. Calling lost & found repeatedly, customer service, talking to rental car people. I'm sure they think I'm crazy and I probably am a little bit. My brother told me so!!! But I'm also a MOM and my baby boy is sad and I'm sad for him and by george we want the blankie back!!!
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OK......well now I am sad looking at these pictures. It took lots of trips and always made it home safely.
I love the picture where he is peeking under the curtain at the hospital with his blankie. :-))
I decided to look through my pictures to see how many photos I could find with his "blankie".
Oddly enough I didn't find any except a couple of the same ones you had.
He definitely had it with him the whole trip to Santa Fe.
What I did notice though, was how many beautiful custom made and monogrammed blankets he had. NO!! none of those were his special blankie !
Both you and Jarod had special blankets that Mammaw Ruby made. And YES! I still have them.
But, neither of you were ever as attached as Aiden.
Probably because you both took pacifiers.
awwwwwwwwww So sad. Was this made out of that soft polar fleece? You might try looking at Jo Ann's or Hancock's. They have HUNDREDS of polar fleece bolts (especially sports prints.) If you could find the fabric, we could make another one. It wouldn't be exactly the same, but maybe a good substiture.
Good idea Deb. I've done countless searched to find this blanket and it's just NO WHERE and the closest I have found have been online fabric stores so maybe hitting up a fabric store would be the way to go. Cause the blanket itself is NOT out there!!!
I was so a blanket kid... In fact, I still have my blankie. It's falling apart, has been sewed together a million times, but it still goes with me (hidden away of course) to special places because it is just my source of comfort. It's funny because even at 29 years old, I still always have a blanket with me. Even when I was in the hospital for all the kidney mess I had a blanket with me (a TCU one that one of my students made me and I LOVE!) as well as my purple "TCU" bear my dad gave me my junior year in high school. (That has a special meaning for several reasons, but it goes with me to the river and is currently packed away in my hospital bag... lol!)
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