Blogtober 18: cuddly toys

My apologies to people whose comments I have yet to reply to; it’s hard for me to find time at the weekends to reply to things when my husband is also at home ๐Ÿ˜ญ I will get to you ASAP!

photo taken when I was 30 weeks pregnant

I have an extra confession to make: when searching through my photos for the ones I wanted to upload for today’s post I got sidetracked and ended up crying copiously (in a happy way) over ultrasound scan videos and memories of before the baby was born, and now it’s 11pm and I’ve run out of energy to write much ๐Ÿ˜‚

But! Above is a picture of the “imaginatively”-named (and much-loved) Tigger, who has been my friend since I was about 3-4 years old. I got him for my birthday (along with a recorder, and no disrespect to my parents but Tigger was by far the better present). He was actually a pyjama case, so had a hole in his butt that my mum used to turn him into an oversized hand puppet, and as such he often talked to me and gave me cuddles. He was busy looking after the house in England for a while but my mum sent him to me when I was pregnant to “help” me, and he was very brave making the transcontinental journey all by himself.

Their name is Sora (until proven otherwise)

Today, my baby met her new friend (pictured above) and they got off to a fairly excellent start. I wonder how long this friend will be in favour! They are less cuddly than Tigger, so I am not sure that they will be popular for quite as long, but the baby currently absolutely adores our Actual Dog and Sora the husky puppet has thus far been met with approval.

So tell me about your favourite cuddly toy from when you were younger! Who gave it to you? What did it look like? What was its name?

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  1. aw that’s lovely that your parents sent your childhood cuddly toy for the next generation ๐Ÿ’ž

    My favourite was a teddy that my mum sewed from a kit who was named Mrs Bear (never did have a Mr Bear though lol) I think I can insert a link to a photo here https://wolfpurplemoon.files.wordpress.com/2020/10/img_20180812_084518.jpg she had to be refilled with stuffing and put through the washing machine a few times ๐Ÿ˜„ I also loved a white fluffy puppet cat which I actually have with me in my current house with all my other plushies ๐Ÿ˜

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    1. Ooh your mum sewed it! That’s really cool ๐Ÿ˜ I hope Mrs Bear didn’t mind going in the washing machine ๐Ÿ˜‚ Also yay that the white cat came with you! I really like hearing that so many other people still have cuddly toys from their childhood even when they’re adults ๐Ÿ˜„

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  2. don’t feel obliged to blog all the time? I feel like blogging should be done for the fun of doing it and not become a chore or obligation :<

    aww Tigger and Sora(ไปฎ๏ผ‰are super adorable!! and waaah Tigger making the long journey across the continents ;3;

    while I do like plushies myself, I've never had one as a child. my mother made me a pillow instead (I still have it, though it has changed shapes a few times because uh time) and it's my constant companion. just having the pillow with me is comforting and so it usually accompanies me on trips and travels (I tend to not be able to sleep well without it even now… as embarrassing as that sounds) ._.

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    1. I love the idea of having something made by your mother! My grandma was never crafty so my mum wasn’t either (and I too am not) so I think having something handmade is really sweet.

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    2. oh oh and I don’t feel *obliged* to blog, per se, but the blogtober challenge is an every day challenge, right? And I’ve come this far already! So I don’t want to “lose” (to myself) ๐Ÿ˜… It’s not forever, at least!

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  3. I grew up in a culture without plush toys so I find it hard to form attachment to inanimate cuddly toys. I grew up with a lot of cousins and aunts around, so there was never any time I was alone (and hardly ever slept alone) and felt like I needed a “friend”. However, when I came to Japan with my son who was then 2 years old, I gave him a teddy bear to help him sleep on the days I was up working after he’d gone to bed.

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    1. Oh that’s really interesting! I hadn’t thought of cuddly toys as being a substitute for cuddly humans (lol) but you’re absolutely right that they are. Did you enjoy growing up with your extended family all around you?

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      1. Yes I did.. I didn’t know there was any other way! Of course as I got older, I wanted my space but now in Japan alone, I have too much space. I miss having my people around me.

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  4. I had four toys that I remember really liking โ€“ย a white bunny called pupu (bunny for Finnish): she was given to the dogs when they were young because my parents didn’t realise how much I liked her even thought I must’ve been an adult at that point; an orange triceratops called dino (you can see how creative I was as well): disappeared at some point; a sandman doll/plushy mixture that sang a song when you pressed his tummy: still in Finland, but the voice box is broken, his hat isn’t glued on and his arms have nearly come off; and lastly, a… thing my mum made https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/520258903888625667/767674630630277170/iffe.jpg It’s called Iffe (which means nothing โ€“ย it might be babytalk for itse = self), aad I actually brought it with me to Italy ^^’ I know it’s a bit silly, but I like having things with sentimental value around me, especially when the people I associated with them are so far away.

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    1. The reaction I gave when you said Pupu had been eaten by the dogs ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ Iffe is really cute though, I’m glad you brought it with you. Nothing silly about bringing things with you that provide comfort and positive memories! I am all in favour of bringing old friends along on a new journey, even inanimate ones.

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