The colorful parental prop is sold to…
It has been a project of mine to get Mary’s furniture/artwork on Ebay. During the course of this, a piece of sentimental value was purposed to be put up for auction. For most of you this will probably come as a shock, others have pieced my past writings together, and some of you I have told or have known all along.
In April of 2005 Christopher & I happily discovered I was pregnant. He/She would’ve been born in December/January. I experienced signs of a miscarriage early on, but I wasn’t diagnosed to have had a miscarriage until July. Although there’s a lot more to the story, I wish to save it for later. I merely wanted to fill in the gap, as to why a baby high chair would be of sentimental value.
During the months I was pregnant, or thought I was, eager preparation was taking place. Mary was wonderful enough to take me out for crochet, quilting and sewing supplies. She gave me a few pointers, and then off I crafted! In the meanwhile Mary crocheted a baby sweater, sewed one of her signature blankets, and began to paint a high chair for our baby.
Shortly after the miscarriage, Mary completed the baby high chair. After that it went to baby stores and the Gem Show in Tucson, as a display of her artwork. Mary first put a price tag on the chair at the Gem Show, and more recently for Ebay.
I had been so scared it would sell. Regardless of whether I miscarried, Christopher and I still envisioned every child of ours growing in and out of that chair. We had planned to hold onto it from the start, and that hadn’t changed.
Christopher asked for the high chair, from his Mom, for his upcoming 22nd birthday. Which, in its own way, was almost better than the marriage purposal. It made me both teary and cheery.










April 3rd, 2006 at 11:31 am
I didn’t really get around commenting on this one yet.. as, frank as I am, I don’t really know what to say. The.. well, the high chair. Let’s start with the high chair, right, give me that moment. I love it. It is really lovely and I wish I had one like that… not for the baby.. I’d actually have it myself.
In any case, Jackie.. I am sorry. I have.. I don’t know. I have really, really bad memories in reference to miscarriages as well as bad experiences, and I feel hurt that a friend of mine had to endure something like this, something so.. horrible. I don’t know, maybe I’m overreacting, but this just left me in shock. I’m glad to know you’re fine, though.. I don’t know, man, I just really want to say something about all of this, but I know it’s already far back in your past and .. it just seems so pointless now. Forgive me for being so dorky.