A stolen five minutes here, a stolen few minutes there, I will eventually get this done. It will be a cushion when it's finished, one day when it is actually finished - it seems to be taking so long. I will get it done though, for my littlest baby, a childhood treasure for her to treasure. One day she may be sitting on her bed at university, a friend will reach over to pick up the cushion and comment on how sweet it is. My littlest baby may respond with something like, "My mum made it for me when I was a baby", and with that comment she may be reminded of how much she means to me, she may look at the stitches and see my love for her embroidered in to the cloth.
In simple little stitches of pink, blue, yellow and red, I am drawing a picture of a house with people in it and surrounded by a cute little garden. It is a home, not unlike ours, filled with people and a cute little garden. This childhood treasure, like the others I have made for my other daughters, is not particularly skilful or imaginitive. It comes from a place of love though, I think that counts. It will be added to other treasures I will make over the years; to her baby photo album, a treasure box containing her first clothes and 'new baby' cards, and to the journal I started to keep for her the week I found out I was expecting her. These treasures will be passed on to her the older she gets, she can take them with her when she leaves home. She can tell that university friend her Mummy used to sit and stitch this cushion while I was having a nap as a baby, she would sit and think about the little girl I would become, she would sit and stitch this childhood treasure knowing that I was one of the most precious treasures she had in her life.
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