Once upon a time, a man and woman were preparing for the birth of their child. The man was very handy, and decided to craft a cradle in which their baby would sleep. The man toiled over the cradle until it was just as he had imagined.
Their child was born, a beautiful baby girl. She slept in that cradle (we'll use the term "sleep" loosely here) and made her dad proud. A while later, a sibling was born, who also slept in the cradle. There were also numerous cousins and relatives that were fortunate enough to sleep in the cradle.
One day, the cradle came full circle and the little girl it was created for placed her OWN baby inside it to sleep peacefully as she once did.
(Griffin William Robbins, July 1997)
Years passed, and several other babies had the chance to also sleep in the cradle.
One day, the girl who the cradle was made for told her dad that he would once again have to lug the cradle over to her home in preparation for another baby to sleep in.
It is waiting for some custom bedding to be made, and for the arrival of the new Bean who will sleep in it for the first weeks of her life.
The little girl thanked her dad (and mom) for the cradle. She set about making plans for a beautiful quilt and anxiously set to work (THAT story is to be continued...).
This is not the type of story that has a "THE END". This story will (hopefully) continue for years and generations to come. Pretty soon, there will be pictures of the newest member of the family sleeping safely and snuggly in the cradle that means so much to the little girl who it was created for.
Beautiful story and crib! it's so awesome to have something to pass on from generation to generation and can't wait for the bean to arrive and see pictures of her!
Posted by: Kim Howard | July 22, 2009 at 09:12 AM
A beautiful story- isn't it great to have a crib that is passed down the generations isn't it, we have one that was first used 83 years ago and the latest great, great great niece has just out grown it.
Posted by: EJ | July 22, 2009 at 11:09 AM
We have my Christening gown that was passed down and around and the memories are wonderful aren't they? And the kids enjoy seeing and hearing about how they were that tiny,and that they fit into it. I've been catching up on reading the blogs and I'm concerned! Everyone is absolutely correct. You need to take it easy and not stressing over getting everything done. What do you expect of yourself? You're working two jobs, one of which is very demanding and then of course there's the BBC. (HA, HA) Seriously take care of yourself and the baby. And then of course Grif and Bobio. The housework can wait. Relax and enjoy the journey,everyting else will fall into place when you have a happy, healthy baby and family.
Posted by: Peg-a-liscius | July 22, 2009 at 11:34 PM
this made me cry... i cannot wait for that bean to make her grand entrance
Posted by: breanne | July 23, 2009 at 08:43 AM
i.can't.wait.for.this.bean.to.be.born.
Posted by: erin | July 23, 2009 at 01:21 PM
Beautiful. The story, the crib, your words. Just absolutely lovely--all of it.
Posted by: Janice | July 23, 2009 at 01:44 PM
I loved your story. I still have goosebumps after reading it. And a little weepy but that is a good thing ;) Thank you for sharing this sweet story.
Posted by: janetwmarks | July 23, 2009 at 05:09 PM