This morning I decided to sit down and organise through my baby’s newborn clothes, she’s not been in them for about a week now but they sat in a bag waiting to be sorted and a part of me doesn’t want to get rid of them, I know I probably have to or should do as they are taking up space but I am almost scared to get rid of them or donate them.
Robin, my youngest was born at 38 weeks exactly and weighing 5lbs 8oz, she’s smaller than my other two who while arrived into the world at 38 weeks as well, weighed 8lbs each, give or take a few ounces between them. I didn’t experience this sort of feeling with them, I kept their going home outfits and that was it, but with Robin I don’t want to get rid of anything. I do wonder if perhaps it’s just because she’s my third, there is a 4 year gap between my oldest daughter and her, or because she was born so tiny, she still isn’t long (but having two short parents probably doesn’t help that hah) i am sure I’ll be able to donate her newborn clothes at some point, but for now I think I need to invest in some of those vacuum pack bags!
All back to normal on Monday 🙂