Introducing ‘Amy Tabitha’

There are so many beautiful reborn babies on display at doll shows that I just want to pick them up, cuddle them and adopt them all! And yet when the time comes to make the final ‘could be difficult’ decision on which one to take home, I am always certain that “this is the one” and suddenly the choosing is easy. “I cannot leave this one behind”…… 

During a recent doll fair outing with my sister, I immediately fell in love with this sleepy baby girl. After walking around and around the aisles among many tables of displays I still kept coming back to this precious baby with her realistic blotchy complexion, dark brown hair, half opened eyes and little tongue peeking out of a slightly opened mouth. She reminds me so much of our own children as newborns and it wasn’t until after I’d bought her that I saw the name ‘Amy’ on her certificate, the same name as our firstborn child! 

Even though little reborn Amy came home dressed beautifully in pale pink, I pictured her looking adorable in red and white. When I was about 17 my Mum took me to visit a friend who was just about to have a baby (was there ever a time in my life when I wasn’t clucky?) It was the first fully decorated nursery I had ever seen and I’ll never forget the red and white colour scheme that later welcomed new baby Tabitha into the world – one of the reasons why I settled on the middle name ‘Tabitha’ for my latest reborn. Also because growing up I was a big fan of the TV show ‘Bewitched’ and I loved watching the nose twitching antics of mum Samantha and daughter Tabitha.

After a trip to Myer with my Christmas gift voucher, a stop at the local country market doll clothes stall and a visit to the Best and Less babywear sale, Amy Tabitha has three new outfits. And I have just rescued from a water damaged bag of baby clothes a little white baby nightgown with red smocking that our Amy used to wear – and I’m in the process of restoring it to its former glory. Photo to be added later.

Published in: on May 28, 2012 at 5:06 pm  Leave a Comment  


My reborn orangutans and gorilla

I’d wanted some kind of monkey doll ever since I saw little Umi the orangutan in an Ashton Drake catalogue years ago but unfortunately the timing wasn’t right and the price too great.

Then while visiting a doll fair with my sister I totally fell in love with – and took home with me – a Denise Pratt ‘Binki’ orangutan reborned by Margaret Willis from ‘Noonsie’s Cradle’.

The following year my sister ordered a ‘Binki’ from the same artist and when we went to pick her up there was also a ‘Bindi’ for sale. I took ‘Bindi’ home too.

I was delighted to reunite a little orangutan sister and her brother and felt my reborn ape collection was now complete.


during a wonderful trip to the doll fair with my sister in April, it was another case of love at first sight and I bought this precious ‘Kiwi’ gorilla and named him ‘Keanu’.

Although I originally intended for my reborns to be collectibles that sit on a shelf, my recent struggle with ’empty nest syndrome’ led me to find comfort in cuddling and dressing these new additions to the family. And a sudden fascination with ‘reborn’ youtube clips made me aware that there are many others out there with this special hobby. In particular the videos posted by Katie of her gorilla ‘Gaby’  captured my attention.

This one is the sweetest thing I have ever seen

I can’t upload videos yet but here are some photos to go on with……

Keanu re-dressed in baby clothes

Keanu with the monkey patterned taggies that I found brand new in a thrift shop

Bad hair day for just awake Keanu wearing new PJ’s from the country market

Keanu with his Beanie Boo gorilla

Feeding time at the zoo, Binki and Bindi in pink and blue

In my spare time (?) – proud to be a reborn mummy 

My grandson Sebastian was very patient and helpful while joining in with reborn gorilla Keanu’s first outing and photo session….


See my facebook album ‘Little gorilla’s big adventure’

Published in: on May 19, 2012 at 8:29 am  Leave a Comment  


‘Four generations’

A photo tribute, Mother’s Day Sunday 13th May 2012

My paternal grandmother – Annie Julia

My maternal grandmother – Elizabeth Mary

My mother – Dulcie Joan

My sister – Lesley Ann

Me – Susan Kaye

My daughter – Amy Mellicent

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.  She never existed before.  The woman existed, but the mother, never.  A mother is something absolutely new.  ~Rajneesh


Published in: on May 12, 2012 at 9:20 pm  Leave a Comment  


I first stumbled across this teddy in a newsagent over a year ago, far from home where I rarely venture, the morning Michael announced he was going to join the army. In search of comfort I reached to the highest shelf where the bear sat alone and unique. I took him down, held him close then quickly placed him back and reached for a tissue instead. No amount of soft toy therapy was going to brighten my day or help me to avoid facing reality. If I didn’t want to see my youngest son in a slouch hat and camouflage gear, I surely didn’t want this cuddly little soldier in my collection as a reminder of the changing times ahead.

I recall wandering aimlessly around the shopping centre that day and at the end of my expedition, laden with a trolley full of groceries and thrift shop finds, stopped by for another glimpse of the bear who by then was calling to me, as all bears do, “Please take me home”. I walked away.

Weeks passed. Many times I thought of phoning and asking “Do you still have that army teddy bear?” Perhaps it would make a nice farewell gift for Michael and I’d even read stories of military men who kept such mascots with them during training and overseas postings. I didn’t phone.

Then months later while driving past the same shopping centre on my way to somewhere else, I suddenly felt compelled to stop. If the bear was still there, I’d rescue him. He was…..and I did.

Once home I found it difficult to decide what to do with him. I certainly didn’t want to put him on display.  I was still moving in and out of denial phase and thought his presence would imply acceptance. Confused, I tossed the newest addition to my ‘hug’ of bears into the back bedroom. And there he stayed out of sight and out of mind until now.

His tag reads ‘Tic Toc Teddies’ and today at 0800 hours I sat him on Michael’s bed. It seems this bear wasn’t meant to be a good luck or a graduation gift. Rather he will sit and wait patiently, as we will all try to do, for our real soldier to come home safely from a job he is enjoying so many miles away. In the meantime we can stop by and smile at the furry friend keeping his pillow warm.

Published in: on May 2, 2012 at 12:16 am  Leave a Comment