
So I laid Gwen on the floor in her room and listened to her coo as I held up each outfit and determined that 'yes, it is too small.' It was hard to believe that the newborn onsies actually fit her and were loose on her at one time. Why is it I didn't notice she was growing? So we filled a box with clothes and now have about 6 or 7 outfits that will fit. Time to go shopping again! And what will I do with that box? Well, that is what is so hard about this. Before I was able to put it in the garage and save it for the next baby. Only this time I know for certain that there won't be another baby. My time of building a family is over. Our family is complete. Gwen will forever be the 'baby' of the family. And so with a heavy heart I must determine what to do with those clothes. I must find someone to give them to that is just beginning to build their family. How did I get this old? Wasn't it yesterday that I was 19 years old and commuting to college from my parents' house? Adults always tell you how fast time flies and how quickly life goes by, but I never really believed it. I just thought that is something old people say. Well, here I am, 31 years old and packing away the last of the newborn baby clothes that I will ever need in this house. Oh time, please slow down!!! I need to stop typing now so I can pick up the crying baby laying in her boppy behind me. I need to soak up every minute that I have to hold her because all too soon I will be typing about her first birthday, her first day of school, her graduation...
Ok, life, I'm walking away from the computer. Don't keep moving without me!
Btw, because I walked away from the computer this is not revised or edited. Sorry! I know there are lots of mistakes!
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