Handmade Knitted Sweater, Cardigan, Jumper – Pearl (0–3 Months)
Wrap your newborn in timeless comfort with our Handmade Knitted Sweater, Cardigan, Jumper, thoughtfully crafted for babies aged 0–3 months. Designed from a premium blend of 51% Acrylic and 49% Wool, this piece offers the perfect combination of warmth, softness, and style — a cozy essential for your baby’s first wardrobe.
🤍 Elegant Pearl Color:
The soft, neutral pearl shade complements any outfit, adding a gentle touch of sophistication to your little one’s look.
🧶 Premium Material Blend:
Made from 51% Acrylic and 49% Wool, ensuring a warm, soft, and breathable texture that’s gentle on delicate skin.
👶 Perfect Fit (0–3 Months):
Tailored to keep newborns and infants snug, cozy, and free to move with comfort.
🪡 Intricate Knit Design:
Each piece features a beautifully detailed knit pattern, showcasing timeless craftsmanship and charm.
🧺 Easy Care:
Simply hand wash or use the washing machine’s hand wash program at 30°C. Avoid tumble drying to preserve softness and maintain the sweater’s perfect shape.
Give your baby the gift of warmth and style with our Handmade Knitted Sweater, Cardigan, Jumper – Pearl — a classic keepsake of comfort and care.
Handmade Knitted Baby Sweater | Pearl Wool Blend 0–3M
Standard Delivery 3 - 4 business days to United Kingdom
Outside the cottage in Willowbrook, the world had fallen silent beneath a soft blanket of snow. The chimneys smoked lazily against a pale sky, and the sound of the hearth crackling filled the air with warmth. Inside, Emily rocked gently in her chair, holding baby Ethan close as the light of the fire danced across the walls.
Ethan was dressed in his Handmade Knitted Pearl Sweater, its pale hue glowing softly in the amber firelight. The sweater fit him perfectly — snug around his little arms, light yet warm, each stitch carrying the quiet devotion of loving hands. Emily smiled as she traced the delicate pattern with her finger, feeling the care woven into every thread.
Mark entered the room, brushing snow from his coat. “He’s awake?” he asked softly, setting down a small bundle of firewood.
“Barely,” Emily whispered with a grin. “I think the fire’s singing him to sleep.”
Mark knelt beside her, watching their son’s tiny chest rise and fall beneath the pearl-colored knit. “He looks peaceful,” he said, almost reverently. “It suits him — soft, simple, strong.”
Emily nodded. “It reminds me of this place,” she said. “Of Willowbrook. Gentle, but full of life.”
They sat together for a while in the glow of the fire, listening to the snow tapping softly against the windowpane. The world outside was cold and still, but in that small cottage, warmth bloomed — not just from the hearth, but from the closeness of family and the comfort of handmade love.
Later, when the fire dimmed and the first stars appeared above the snow-covered hills, Emily laid Ethan in his crib, wrapped in his pearl sweater. She watched him sleep, his tiny face framed by the glow of the moonlight.
And as she closed her eyes, she felt certain that no matter how cold the world could be, their little home in Willowbrook — with its warmth, laughter, and love — would always be enough.
