I've just packed up all of Benjy's old clothes, from birth through to now.
Dh's aunty was telling me about one of her clients who has just had a wee boy and has absolutely nothing for him, so I offered to go through our old gear for her.
I couldn't help but get a bit teary, saying goodbye to all the tiny newborn gear. I know I don't want another baby but the finality of getting rid of it for good is a bit harder than I expected.
I know its very sooky of me to get upset over clothes, and I'm glad that I can give them to someone who will be really grateful and really needs them, I just feel sad that those days are gone for good and I figure that some of you on here are bound to understand!
On a brighter note, my hall closet where it was all being stored is now looking so organised and spectacularrrr