Cleaning Out the Closets

This is it.

#3 will be our last baby.

I don't feel sad about that decision either.  I feel as though our family will be complete with this new addition. We had always talked about having only two or three children. It feels right.

When I became pregnant, I loved the idea of being able to purge all the baby stuff within the next two years.  I can just imagine having closet space again. 

I know I will not be able to tame the chaos beast that rears its ugly head whenever my children are awake.  That just isn't realistic and probably will not be for the next decade at least but being able to clear out my closets is a step in the right direction.


I started to wonder how I couldn't feel at least a little twinge or quivering lip at the idea of getting rid of all the baby paraphernalia that has cluttered our closets for the last four years?  Me, who gets weepy at every little thing on television or at something I read in a book or magazine.  I found myself crying over a Family Circle magazine just the other morning.

That was until I started going through the baby clothes yesterday. Since #3 is a boy, I figured I could start purging our closets now of all the little infant girl things that I have boxed up and are of no use any longer. My intention was to sort to sell or donate to a good home. 

There it was.

It started in my heart-just a tiny little spark and soon it had spread to my hands.  I found myself clenching the little bits of cloth. I swear my nose could still detect those baby scents. My feet wanted to run and take me to hide all of those boxes away as my mind started to play a reel of memories of the girls as infants.

Sigh...It would have been so much easier if I did want to part with these things. I finally just packed all of the girls' infant clothes and toys that they no longer needed into two boxes to be sorted another day when I was feeling less emotional. Otherwise, I would end up keeping almost all of it.


For those of you who have already started the process of cleaning out the closets of your children's baby things, does it get easier or harder as time goes on?