So I started packing up more of my daughter’s now-outgrown clothes this weekend. And I think her drawers and hangers are finally organized; everything in her room fits or will soon fit. No more shirts with sleeves just slightly too short, no more high-waters that I know I won’t actually put her in. Because I would definitely find myself leaving some “lingering” clothes in her drawers that I just wasn’t ready to be packed away yet. *sniff, sniff*

Bins are piled up in our spare room / office. Marie’s post about this topic certainly struck a nerve with me as these bins have been my dirty little secret. And I feel like I need to come out of the closet about it. Little clothes are washed and folded and stored away. I have made a couple of donations to Goodwill, but most of the things were clothes that she hadn’t worn much, if at all. Today I make a donation that included clothes that she had worn. And my heart is aching a little. *sigh*


Who is going to wear those clothes? Will the little girl’s mother make sure her daughter doesn’t ruin that dress my mom bought for CP? And what about the sweet little shirt that she wore that day we went to the zoo? *weep* Why is there so much emotion attached to these articles of clothing? And I’m torn, because I feel like I’m not sharing things that other people will find use from.

I probably sound like a nut job. Or worse, a hoarder. An organized hoarder? I am pretty sure that I will not be having any other children, so I’m not holding on to clothes for that purpose. I really wanted to pass things down to people that had little girls and WELL, WELL, WELL … I didn’t happen to know any little girls for so long … so it looked like I’d have to keep hoarding storing things. But now, I do know a couple of tiny ladies that have joined the world. And they are adorable. So, it’s time. And once her clothes find new homes, I’ll be fine. I’m sure of it.

I don’t know why I just find it so sad. Maybe it’s because it means that I have committed to my decision to jump off of the baby train. Or maybe it just means I’m sad about my little Bean growing up. I shared this sentiment with a couple of girlfriends of mine today and one of them said, “It is emotional. When I sell or give away her stuff, I feel the need to tell a story about each time she wore each outfit.” Yes. This was exactly it for me. And it felt really nice to not be alone with these feelings.

3 thoughts on “3T

  1. I buy mostly second hand clothes for my daughter and I have some many beautiful memories where I can see just what she was wearing. So rest assured more memories will be made in your daughter’s beautiful clothes 🙂

  2. I’m so glad you found folks who were willing to share with you that you’re not alone. You’re not. Soon, you’ll be joined by your child, reminiscing with you about the day he wore this, or her love for that.

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