Reflections on being a Daddy: The Boy and his Bear
Every little one has their special Bear, the one if they could, they would take everywhere, and quite often do!
Of all the Teddy's I've bought Baby, the first remains his favourite. There's nothing particularly special about him, I bought him from the Range, but it was Baby's first Bear from Daddy.
He loves that bear so much
I find myself often drifting watching him with his bear. The love that I watch him pour into it oddly calms and soothes me, as if he just resets my frazzled nervous system.
I wish I could describe the wholesome, warm feelings it inspires in me, yet words don't truly describe it!
Being a Daddy to a little boy means I'm Daddy to his favourite Bear, his fluffy, padded best friend. They've shared many adventures, he's been cried on, coughed over, drooled into.
He smells of baby powder, wee and drool; regularly in need of a Bath! Because just like his little boy companion, he's stiiiinnnnnkkkkkyyyyy!
And washing him is a major drama, I've got to get him washed and dried before he misses him. Not having him will cause a meltdown, its difficult enough with the change of smell.
Not having his favourite comfort item would be catastrophic! He's his confidant, and has a deeply calming presence, like all stuffies!
As you may be aware I'm a Witch, so I know Magick, and I know Magick Bears! And that Bear is very Magickal!
Whether it's a movie, dinner with nanny, changing time, bed time, play time, basically anytime, he's there with his bear!
Littles and stuffies go together nappies and wee wees! There's an undeniable bond between baby and their favourite stuffie/bear!
So if you aren't already give your little stuffie a big huggle! Get comfy and snuggle!
Have a fab day littles, and to the UK Mummy's, happy Mummies Day!!!
