Monday, February 11, 2013
When I found out I was pregnant I knew that I wanted something special and handmade from my father. Something I couldn't make myself and I didn't want to buy. A new family heirloom.
I searched the internet for designs and came across a website that had plans for cradles. I chose a simple, old fashioned style and sent the plans to my father asking if he thought it was doable. He said yes and I was thrilled.
He went through a lot to get the wood. It is cherry from a place near his home. He borrowed and improvised tools. He learned new techniques and asked for help from all over. He researched stains and coatings to find the best and safest thing. He had quite a following on facebook of people checking in on the project and his progress.
I love how he put the boards together. How it almost looks like eyes watching over her. How the wood began to shine as Emerson and I rubbed the beeswax and oil coating on it. How it is so full of love for me, and Sissie and for the babies to come to our growing family.