6/27/17

Dealing With Sentimental Baby Items

Dear Readers,

I do not mean to be away so long. But this girl....

She keeps me so busy. She's wild.






You can probably tell how sassy she is from this picture. Pulling the cat's tail, brushing her teeth in the toilet, opening the front door and sprinting towards the street are just a 'few' of her shenanigans.

The good things going for her are that she's happy and she's a great sleeper. But still, all her waking hours are hands on, me keeping her from harming herself or others.

We all adore her to pieces, and she becomes more and more endearing as her personality is really starting to shine.

Everyday, she's losing some of her baby-ness. It makes me weep. To be a mother is to grieve.

A couple of weeks ago, I did the hard work of sorting and passing on some of our baby things, mostly clothes and blankets, boy and girl stuff. I could not keep it ALL. For one, I don't have the space. But also, what a waste to keep so many great baby items that someone else could use! The world could end before my future grandchildren arrive, and I believe in using and enjoying stuff.

I passed on the majority of the boy things to my sister's baby, Charlie. Just yesterday he wore one of George's old outfits. It brought me so much joy to see my nephew wearing his cousin's hand-me-down. See what I mean....why would I save it?!

I get it if someone wants to save stuff for future babies. And I did...as long as we had the desire to grow our family.  

But the way I we see it...I've had my babies. We are content with our two beautiful boys and two gorgeous girls.



If everything is special, then nothing is special. 

I first heard about the gist of this concept from Joshua Becker. It's the idea that if everything is so sentimental and special, then nothing is. How much better to have a small, meaningful collection of special items rather than boxes and boxes.


So I chose my favorite baby things to keep, a small representation of all four that I could pass down to them should they want it for their own children. There are so many emotions folded up in one Rubbermaid box. I miss those babies!

1 comment:

  1. My toddler who is almost 2 is running me ragged -- very much more so than my older boy ever did. Such a shock!! More than any other thing in my life, dealing with children things is the hardest. I keep a few sweet things from babyhood but have no trouble parting with the rest, knowing that others truly need and appreciate it. It is the child things that are hardest for me -- school papers, art, even meaningless little toys. Parting with it is so sorrowful for me. I'm so glad to see that concept about everything/nothing is special. That is really going to be a help to me.

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