A moment of peace and quiet.... ooh how I love that !! The last days were very busy around here. So I’m glad I can sit down and write down my ( English) story . I will share a story with you of my doll making.
This week I finally finished Linde’s Doll. My first one I made for here was when she was born. It was made of silk, as soft as here skin. The second one I made when she was about 7 months, made out of soft cotton. That is absolute her favourite. She sleeps, eats and plays with it, …she does everything with that doll. The dolls I made are also know as Waldorf dolls or for my Dutch friends zonnekindpoppen. These dolls are a series, in which the doll grow with the child. It satisfies to the wishes that the child at that stage needs. How older the child, how more detailed the doll.
Linde is walking her first steps now. Ooh and it’s so wonderful to see that. It goes along with many laughs and cheers from her and the boys. I’m enjoying every bit of it. So it was about time that I finished Linde’s doll. A few weeks back while making it , I couldn’t decide which colour it has to be. Red, yellow or blue. It was a real nightmare because I’m not good in making decisions of that kind. But at the same time Linde was really practising on here steps so there was no time to hesitate. And now the doll is ready and I’m so glad I choose red, yes it’s such a bright colour and the colour of love !! ( very important !) Making these dolls is so much more than just making things. You begin with natural fabric and wool and slowly a little “person” comes to live. ( When the doll is ready I always give her a big hug and welcome her in our family, sst.... no I'm not crazy, just crazy of dolls ha ha) When you give the doll to the child, that is almost a magical moment. It is like giving love and warmth to a child.
I also found this text on the web : It is a beautiful thing to craft a doll with your own hands, sew it together with love, then make a gift to your child with the words "I made this for you!". In an age of consumerism, children often grow up thinking that things magically come from stores. They miss out on the process of something being made, of watching it develop out of nothing more than scraps of fabric and tiny stitches, inspiration and hard work.
What a gift we give to our children when we involve them in the making of things, even if their involvement is no more than that of curious onlooker. Not only do they see where something "came from", but they can gain a sense of security in the knowledge that something can be made, that indeed they themselves can make it... I couldn’t have said it better (haha)
There meeting this morning was very careful. I guess they need some time to get to known each other. ( And maybe she isn't ready for a new doll get) But time is what they have ( a lot). Of course her little doll stays with her as long as she wishes, this new one is not here to replace it. But when she’s ready for the new doll and she needs a doll with legs and more details, it is her to have.