A few months ago, I received a request for the piles of outgrown baby clothes that I have accumulated from my now 10 month old son and 32 month old daughter. No problem I thought, it's just taking up space anyway ..... until I started to sort through them.
When I was pregnant with my son, I did giveaway some of the obviously girly clothes that I couldn't recycle for him. At that time, the purge of old things felt necessary because we had to make room for this new baby in our lives.
However, this time round, I just sat there feeling all sad, surrounded by tiny tiny vests, babygros, trousers and mini socks. Every item of clothing I chose to pass on was very reluctantly put into a big red-white-blue nylon storage bag. I was really surprised at how upset I was this time. For a few minutes I worried, did this mean I loved my son more???
Then it dawned on me. I was sad, not for making good use of old clothes, but because in my heart I knew that there was not going to be another baby in the house. There will be no more pregnancy dramas, no more teeny weeny hands and feet to wash and no more yummy warm newborn to snuggle. Our family, the 4 of us, as it stands for now is complete. So, why I am still struggling?
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