When we left the hospital, we left with a little purple box which contained his pictures, foot prints, a lock of his hair, a card with his weight and measurements, the yellow blanket, his diaper, and a beanie. Miles and I decided that we will bring the blanket to the hospital with us when I deliver Finley so that he too can be wrapped in the same blanket his brother was wrapped in. We plan to do it for all our children so that they all share something tangible from their births.
I brought the blanket in to get monogrammed the other day. I wanted to wash it first because I hadn't yet from when Cale was wrapped in it. That was hard. It didn't have a smell to it our anything that made it especially difficult, but I couldn't help but feel a little guilty washing something that had once touched my son's skin. But washed or not washed, just holding on to the blanket is comforting since Cale was wrapped in it. And that will always be the case many years, and many washes later.