I started collecting baby dolls about 27 years ago. I’d played with dolls as a kid (sometimes while climbing trees 🙂 ). When I got older, I still liked the idea of a silent baby that never smelled. So I started collecting realistic baby dolls. This was way before the ‘reborn’ dolls that are disassembled and then put back together with individually rooted hair, veins, and other sometimes creepy realism. I just collected the ones that came looking ‘real’ out of the box.
Nearly all of my ‘all-vinyl’ dolls are anatomically correct, and the ones with cloth bodies can be changed from boys to girls and back, depending on the clothes I find for them (mostly at thrift stores; they still dress better than I do). I’ve creeped out a few people with these dolls, and during my hospitalization for leukemia, I had my dad bring one of them up to my room. More than one nurse gasped and stepped back when she saw the ‘baby’ nearly falling off of the bed. My oncologist loved them.
I used to take them to the various nursing homes where I worked, and the residents often looked for me to see which ‘baby’ I’d brought to work. The little Alzheimers ladies did have a fight over whose baby it was, and I eventually had to leave one of them when “I have to take her back to the nursery” wasn’t working any longer.
Most of the dolls are newborn sized, although I’ve got preemies, micro-preemies, infants, and toddlers as well. I put one together from a kit; he’s a 36 inch size 4T.
I don’t have kids. I always thought I’d be married with a bunch of them, but then life happened, and things didn’t work out how I’d envisioned. SO, I’ve got a room full of dolls. It’s a moderate mess right now, as I have been slowly working on getting it straightened out after my last unpacking (planned to return to Texas many times, but got sick. Again). I like going in there and seeing the sweet little faces. I’m rather low maintenance in the ‘make happy’ department. There are a couple of screamers and grumps in the lot, but mostly they are just sweet baby faces.
Anyway, along with the gemstones, the dolls are something that helps make my life a bit brighter. On days when I just don’t feel that great, I can look at the dolls, and perk up a bit. One diaper for life, and no college fund…kids I can afford. 😀