Congratulations! You made it through Christmas! You’re probably heading out to buy batteries for your kids’ Christmas presents and nursing a hangover from too many sugar cookies.
(Also, it’s my mom’s birthday! Happy Birthday, Mom!)
But the day after ftsChristmas is not just a day for regretting that fifth cup of eggnog. It’s Boxing Day! We don’t really celebrate Boxing Day in America, but I learned about it when we lived in the UK as a kid. Boxing Day is the day after Christmas, and was the day when the wealthy folks (think Lord and Lady Crawley) gave gifts to their servants and the other poor folks in their town.
Sure, it sounds patronizing when you put it that way, but it’s a good idea. If Christmas is all about getting gifts, then Boxing Day is all about giving.
And, since you’ve all finished your Christmas knitting, you’ve got plenty of time for some Boxing Day charity knitting?
These beautiful (and simple) little hats would be perfect to drop off at a hospital for preemies (and their mothers). Just be sure to check your local hospital’s regulations before you start knitting.
Preemie Hats for Charity by Carissa Browning
Up for something a little more challenging? Think about contributing to the Mother Bear Project. These darling little teddy bears are sent to kids around the world whose lives have been affected by HIV and AIDS. (And the bear pattern is pretty cute, too.)
Mother Bear Project Teddy Bear by Amy Berman
Maybe you want to do something a little different? Think about knitting a prosthetic breast or two and dropping them off at your local hospital (or local knitting shop… my LYS is having a breast drive right now, which is pretty cool). These prostheses are lighter and more comfortable on healing skin than the medical-grade ones, and don’t require complicated undergarments to stay in place. And they can come in cashmere, which is pretty cool.
I keep making hats with the intention of delivering them to one of the local hospitals, and then they find their way onto baby heads when we are out and about. Usually at the ball games my daughter is cheering at. I think God just leads me to who needs it.