Before I knew what a "lovey" was....
Before I knew what how effective a transitional object could be in helping with attachment....
Before I even met my daughter....
I met this little guy.
I thought he was a cute, soft, easily packable toy. A gift from my friend/coworker Pam, I planned to take the small giraffe lovey to Ethiopia with me. It fit the criteria of small, soft, quiet, comforting...exactly the kind of non-overwhelming toy that was suggested you take to a baby that has lived their life in an understimulating environment.
Little did I know what would happen.......
The first night....yes, the FIRST night, Mari fell in love with this little guy. It probably had something to do with the fleece blanket that lined her bed at the transition home, the one she sucked on to go to sleep. Which explains why she still, to this day, sucks on fleece to soothe herself.
This is her second night with Raffey
And flying home, to her forever home....with Raffey
Settling in at home....with Raffey
Chilling with Raffey
Falling asleep
anywhere with Raffey
Yes, Raffey is green now. We have moved up to a total of 4 Raffeys - 3 green, 1 yellow
(which is now in her memory box)
In all kinds of fun sleeping positions
Like I said....
anywhere
Any
timeWe never leave home without Raffey
Even when naptime is unwelcome, Raffey is there
Raffey keeps me company in hotel rooms in St. Louis
And lays beside me when I'm down for the count
Raffey even likes to snuggle with Granddad
Raffey goes to school with me
And makes a great blanket
And makes me take a nap on Christmas Day even though I wanted to play more
Raffey is always with me, even when I'm a squiggle worm
And he always comes first when I have new friends to sleep with
Raffey helped me when I got tubes in my ears
And helps me get through really long hair sessions
Sometimes it takes more than one Raffey to do the trick!
And when I had pneumonia, Raffey never left my arms
Even a diva needs Raffey
And this is how Raffey helps me when I'm stressed
Barney is great....but he's not Raffey
Raffey loves to play games and always gets my jokes
He understands bad hair
days nights
And helps me go to sleep in a strange hotel room when I am dying to just play on the beach outside my window
Raffey helps me with my breathing treatments
But most of all....Raffey is my
BEST friend!!!