Luv, mom.

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Some friends and I have been talking a lot recently about Christmas, gifts, and what we plan to give to our children. I go back and forth about the subject – on one hand, I love to shop, to give, and to watch my children unwrap the very gifts they asked for. On the other, I have a very small house, and a even smaller budget. There are wonderful articles and blog posts about the subject, but I add this:


A pillowcase my mother made for me when I was 10 years old.  Our mother made us one each year – sometimes our names, sometimes an elaborate landscape, sometimes a simple scene. Most were worn out after a full year of use, so when when my sister found this mixed up in her things and returned it to me this summer, it felt like a physical reminder that my mother thought of me with each stitch, each knot, each twisted thread. My mother could not afford to buy us armloads of gifts, but each night we went to sleep and dreamed on a pillowcase she had stitched with what she had – time, and patience and joy. (You’ll notice the signature in the right hand corner is sloppy, compared to the tight, even stitches above. That is because my mom did not sign it, so 10 year old Ivory stitched it, after working on this masterpiece.)

I’ll give you two guesses what my girls are getting in their stockings this year. If you need both guesses, I hope you said chocolate the first time.

4 Responses to Luv, mom.

  1. Chance says:

    These are exactly why I spend the time making the girls’ their blankets. When they grow up they may be tattered and worn, but a piece of the picture will still exist and I hope they can look at it and know how I thought of them with every stitch. I can not wait to see what you come up with for the girls.

    I’m glad I found your pillow case in my chest. :)

  2. Ginger says:

    How beautiful Ivory–both the post and the pillowcase. My mom didn’t start knitting until my brother was a baby and he got all the stuff. I was so jealous. I’m making a point to knit for all the kids. It’s a good reminder of important these kinds of gifts are. I’m working hard on trying to combat the greed of the season with an appreciation of giving and getting.

  3. Aimee says:

    Ivory! This post makes me want to cry. This is the kind of sentimental thing that I desperately want to do with my kids and I hope as they get older they will have the same level of appreciation that you and your sister did and do. I feel like these days I NEVER have enough time to craft anything, so I hope that next year is easier for me and I can start giving Cecilia (and her future sibling) hand made things to cherish.

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