The first Sunday of the month. It must be Storytelling Sunday 3 – a meme started by Sian. This year she has suggested we share a precious, either with just a photo, a story or a mix of both. Sian’s suggestion for this month was something that reminded us of someone, or was given in love. Well, I had already decided to tell the story of the Christening robe, which almost fits in with this!
When I had Ben, 24 years ago on the 12th August, Hugh’s Mum gave me this Christening robe.
It had belonged to the de St.Paer side of the family and had been made for Great Aunt Louise (see last month's story about her bracelet!). I was thrilled – it was so pretty, had the family connection and was old too! Victorian. I don’t know who made it, or where it came from originally, but I loved it.
Fast forward to November 1989 when we had the Christening arranged for. Slight problem. Ben had grown! Victorian’s were usually Christened before three months because of the high mortality rate and they were also smaller babies! Ben was far too big for it! I was so disappointed! I had really wanted him to wear some family history. It was not to be. I had to make a hurried trip to Debenhams to buy a new, larger, Christening robe. I found one which I liked and it fitted. Here is Ben wearing it – he doesn’t look too impressed with the matching bonnet!
However, I still wanted the de St.Paer robe to be a part of the celebrations, so I came up with the idea of using it as a centrepiece over the table.
And I loved it there! I was able to tell everyone the story, and Hugh’s parents were thrilled that it was still a part of the family and the celebration.
When Penny came along we had the same problem, but she did fit the new robe and so we did the same again.
I am hoping that when I have grandchildren that they will be Christened in the robe I bought, which I shall pass down, along with the de St.Paer robe. You never know, I might have tiny grandchildren who fit the heirloom!
Thanks for reading about my precious and if you would like to read more stories about our precious things then hop on over to Sian’s blog.