In preparation of moving transcontinentally, I've been slowly but surely going through ALL of the clothes in the house and making piles.
1. Keep and move to Germany
2. Give to Mom to keep for after Germany or anyone else in the family that wants it
These piles have come from baby clothes, my clothes, anything.
Well. Today was baby clothes day.
and oh was it emotional.
When I was pregnant, I knew I would come home with preemies. No OBGYN lets you go past 35-36 weeks, usually, with high order multiples. So, I wanted the CUTEST preemie outfit for them to come home in. I bought three onesies, each with their monograms. They wore them home and to their first doctors appts. Im OBSESSED with these onesies. They're kimono style and they were the very first baby things I ever purchased for these 3.
Look at them now.
Oh my gosh. I cant help but feel WAYYYYY too many feelings when I hold these onesies. This will be the one and only thing I ever hoard.
Now look at the monsters:
ok. now I need to go feed the crazies. They're starting to revolt. I think I smell burning or hear someone falling down the stairs or something