My place and Yours- Memories

This weeks my place and yours theme is childhood memories. Now other than a few soft toys that have already made an appearance in the pre-loved/thrifted/inherited post all my sentimental stuff is still in boxes till we can finish this forever renovation. That aside these were the first object that popped into my head anyway. The first photo is of Lillian when she was just a few weeks old. She is in the bassinet that I had when I was a baby, I know how can that be a childhood memory, who remembers being in their own bassinet. No the memory for me is of climbing into the roof space of my parents house, my favourite place to be as a child other than the garden shed, I was strange for a girl I know. In the roof were many carefully wrapped memories, dolls belonging to my older sister, marionettes tangled and dusty, graffitied school bags, and some sort of wooden box with speakers that I used to make believe was a communication device from the Great War but was probably an old radio. But the dusty resting places that I frequented the most held my old Pram, my Bassinet, and a bag of my baby clothes. 

I used to sit with them in the stale air peeking inside their coverings, imagining their full form, wanting to bring them back to life. Not just as an archaeologist delving into the past, no I wanted to put a baby in them. When I was very little the imagined baby was a sister or brother. Being the only one left at home with a 12 year gap separating me I was desperate for another sibling. I even tried convincing them to foster a baby but no, the bassinet lay empty the pram wrapped tight, unneeded. later as the rush of new hormones changed my thoughts, I would go up there and sit with them, wondering what it would be like to have my own child. Wondering what giving birth would feel like.

So when my darling Alanah decided to surprise us by showing up 11 months after we were married I didn’t pine after the totally out of our just finished uni price range baby stuff, I had my own stuff, special stuff to put may babies in.

Lillian in my christening dress.

Sabrina in my Christening dress.

For more memories head over to hello owls.