A Bittersweet Farewell

I’m back on Craiglist again this week. This time, unloading my maternity wardrobe.

I happily sold all the summer stuff in one day. And this should buy me a brand new bathing suit for the summer. It seems like a bit of an uneven trade, but dang, bathing suits are expensive. And besides, I have a policy about bringing new things into the house — I must get rid of an equal amount of old things first. So the way I figure, I’ve just made room for a boatload of new things (especially when you consider how big some maternity clothes are).

I listed my winter wardrobe as well, but don’t expect much action on that for a few months anyway. And even though I’ve had all of these things packed up since I was done with pregnancy (which was about 2 weeks before I actually gave birth) — I am finding it a teensy bit sad now to let go. First of all, many of the clothes in my wardrobe were provided by my in-laws, which was about the nicest thing anyone ever did for me. And second, well they just remind me of all the expectation and hopefulness that comes along with each pregnancy. And especially the justification for many, many DQ Blizzards. You probably have to be a woman to understand. But I know someone out there gets it.