Ontem o carteiro trouxe-me duas caixas repletas de tricots para o bebé: uma veio da minha mãe, a outra da minha sogra. Gradualmente, tenho andado a lavar e a arrumar o enxoval e o quarto e sinto-me cheia de sorte por estarmos a receber tanta roupa emprestada, herdada, comprada e feita especialmente para esta criança. Entre mãe, avó, sogra, cunhada, tias e amigas, é bom sentir que, apesar de longe, estou rodeada de ajudas e afectos.
(nas fotografias: 1- tudo tricotado à mão, excepto a manta em xadrez escocês, que foi da minha mãe e dos meus tios; 2- camisas emprestadas; 3- uns cueiros que usei em bebé; 4- camisas muito anos 50 da minha mãe; 5- fraldas que a minha mãe bordou quando ainda me tinha dentro da sua barriga; 6- o quilt que fiz para a cama de grades)
Yesterday the postman brought me two boxes filled with baby hand-knits: one was sent by my mother, the other one by my mother-in-law. I've gradually been washing and organising both the clothes and the nursery, always feeling so lucky that we're being given so much that's either inherited, borrowed, bought or especially made for this baby. Amongst mother, grandmother, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, aunts and friends, it's lovely to feel that, although far away, I'm surrounded by so much help and affection.
(in the pictures you can see: 1- all hand-knits, except for the tartan blanket, which was my mother's and uncles' when they were babies; 2- borrowed baby shirts; 3- a baby dress that used to be mine; 4- 1950s shirts that dressed my mother when she was a baby; 5- muslin squares my mother embroidered when I was still inside her belly; 6- the quilt I made for the baby's cot)
(photos: Constança Cabral)
