It's About Time

A member of Freecycle asked for baby boy clothes for her friend. I guess she thought she was having a girl all along and only had girl things for the baby. When the baby was born, he was a boy, so they were hoping to find some baby boy clothes for him.

Jackpot- my house.

I have been dreading going into the baby's room. The door has been closed for months. Correction- I did go in there to get some things for my cousin who had a baby boy in May. But I haven't gone back in there to put things away or anything.

That Freecycle post let me do it, though. What is the point of me holding onto those adorable, tiny baby boy clothes that I don't even know I'll be able to use. What if we adopt a girl? Or if we do adopt a boy, who is to say he'd even be able to use the same seasons? I am not one to hoard. I like to share what I can when I can.

What goes around comes around. So because people blessed me with their hand-me-downs and such, I am able to in turn bless this girl that just had a (surprise) baby boy. And because I feel free to get rid of them and bless her, I know in turn I will be blessed again when we do get our baby. I'm not worried one bit about letting these things go. (Of course I saved things that were gender neutral and any boyish things that were special to me for whatever reason. I also set aside all the baby boy clothes my sister let me use... I'll return those to her sometime.)

Anyway; I was sitting in the baby's room sorting all of this out. I didn't cry. But that doesn't mean that I didn't want to. I started remembering the thoughts and feelings I had while we waited for our baby boy to be born in June. I shoved those thoughts back down, because I didn't want to think about them or relive them. Not now.

Maybe it will help now that those items will be out of the house. Maybe.