Teddy Bears Anonymous

[Upside Down Eagle]

I used to have this bear who was called 'Berenhart' (heart of a bear), which meant he was really strong and all that... he's been with me since I was like one year old and drooling, even saw a photograph where he had just been given to me and he still looked fluffy and white instead of yellow haha!!

My mom used to put Berenhart in the washing machine because she was allergic... I swear I could kill her everytime she did. I thought he would suffer.... but at least now I wasn't the only victim of my evil mother anymore. Me and Berenhart actually understood each other. Later on I kind of replaced him with two loving cats.

Then later when my parents got divorced I got into a huge fight with my dad, had to move out, and only could pack a few things. I left poor Berenhart in Spain. God only knows what happened to him... probably desintegrated into little pieces. Ah, letting go... now I have a replacement bear who has no name (not going to name this one!)

He and pictures of Johnny Depp help me through the blues xD

 

[Froggie]

((((Radise))))) your story about Berenhart really touched me. Those stuffed toys are more than meaninful for kids and for us. I bought myself a camel stuffed toy in 1996 that I call Chamo (french version of camel : chameau). I still need him to cross those dark moments that I call the desert. I know you can't replace Berenhart as there was just one of his kind, but I do hope you find something equivalent.

 

[Changing4Best]

The bear is named Patches and the doll is named Prima and is dressed in a ballet dancer's outfit:

This fellow named George, who used to always joke with me and say (always in front of others) that we'd just celebrated our 75th wedding anniversary (we were in our 50s at the time) gave me the bear. And a friend gave me the doll.

 

[MouseWedger]

I dont know if anyone still reads through this thread, but I have been thinking of all of you and our stuffies. We recently got a new (real living) puppy, and she attempted to eat my Teddy Tumbles. I panicked and yelled at her something awful, and wouldn't put him down for a few hours, just like a little kid. Ever since that first night with her at home, my husband always carefully takes Teddy first thing in the morning when I slowly begin to get in that super deep sleep and let him go a little, and puts him up high on the dresser so the puppy can try to eat him. He also found me a stuffed giraffe I haven't yet named while we were birthday shopping for our godson in Toys R Us - I will have to name and photograph the new stuffie for all of you to see.

 

[ms spock]

Congrats on getting puppy MouseWedger.

 

[Only 1 of me]

Still here, still reading. I also got a new puppy, and she's super cuddly. I'm making the most of her being small for the moment and she loves to climb on my chest and snuggle when I'm upset. I got a doorstop that's plushy and elephant shaped which I use when I'm anxious, weight is definitely a good thing.

 

[Changing4Best]

My puppy is 6 yrs old, does not mess with the stuffies and loves to cuddle. THings will get better once your puppy gets older! Hang in there.

 

[Britt.f7]

I just realized, seeing this thread, that I have not seen my bear in awhile. He must have fell off of my bedside table, behind it. Going to find him and put him on my dresser where he can't get knocked over and forgotten! Thank heavens for this thread!

 

[twopenny]

I realise this is a bit of an oldish thread, but thought I'd add my bear to it anyway.

I actually have quite a lot of bears, but my one special bear is called Old Ted. He's virtually the only constant in my life - the only thing (or person) who has always been part of my life.

He belonged to my Dad before me, bought on his first birthday, but has been mine since I was born.

He turned 61 last Christmas Day, and he's a proper old traditional lime-wood stuffed bear. He originally had golden fur, but there's hardly any left now. His growler no longer works, his eyes have been replaced by buttons, he has inked-on eyebrows, and his paws have long since been covered with mittens and booties to stop his stuffing falling out. He has several suits of clothes (that my Nana made for him when I was a kid), that I change every so often.

He sits on a cushion on my bedside table, and he's still the first one I turn to when I'm upset (even over hub).

 

[KrispyKreme]

I use my teddy bear and fuzzy blanket when I am feeling anxious or stressed. Light (my teddy) really calms me down when I hug him. Fuzzy gives me lots of comfort when I am down.

It feels good to know that others use teddy's too.

 

[MouseWedger]

I still haven't gotten a chance to photograph the giraffe yet, or to really find him/her a proper name yet. I can say the puppy has learned not to touch my Teddy Tumbles, and in turn the oldest puppy, Zoey, has decided she misses me while Im at work and takes the giraffe's off my dresser to cuddle them while I am gone. They aren't torn or slobbery when I get home, but they are always in her favorite sleeping spots so I know it is her. She used to have a stuffed purple monkey when she was little that she never chewed, only carried around from room to room and snuggled when she went to sleep at night - we couldn't go anywhere without that monkey for months, I think she is reverting to her younger self these days!

 

[Changing4Best]

I have a red, white and blue teddy bear. He's torn on his side seam, so I have him for display only now, as I don't want his stuffing to come out in the middle of the night or something. (My fingers don't know how to sew anymore, lucky I can type still). So the tear remains.