When our Son Thomas was born sleeping at just 20 weeks I was devastated. I had never even imagined I could experience so much pain and despair. As the days blurred past me I became quite frantic with the need to make something for him, something he could keep forever but there was no time. Then I found the pattern for a crocheted baby giraffe and knew it was perfect for him. I stayed up most of the night before his funeral making it for him. I was still sewing bits on in the car. At first I was quite distressed that he wasn't finished but someone gently pointed out that neither was Thomas.
I have continued to make these and other small crochet animals as it helps me to feel closer to Thomas. After his funeral I made another little giraffe to sit beside his ashes, we call him TD and he's our little companion whenever we need to feel closer to him.
As I'm making the little animals I never know who they're going to be for until I have finished it, I like to think Thomas is choosing for me.
I'm hoping that this can be a place where I can share them.
