This weekend I went through the clothes and organized them into 3 large vacuum storage bags. One of newborn clothes (including the car seat insert and bath tub insert), one filled with 0-3 month and 3 month clothes, and one with 3-6 month and 6 month clothes.
|That's how my boy's size compares to his old newborn clothes. Where has the time gone?!!?|
The hardest part was pulling out his newborn clothes and seeing how little they were. As I looked at the newborn onesies I pictured the first time he had worn them. How small he was. How he felt in my arms the first time I held him. I couldn't help it, the tears welled up in my eyes.
I guess I'm a bit of a masochist because I just had to put my favorite little newborn outfit up against him to see how much he's grown. The end of the pant leg came to his knees. I pictured his little tiny newborn self laying on top of his big, chunky 9 month self. He has grown so much! Sometimes I have a hard time letting go of that itty bitty baby who was too small for newborn-sized diapers, but then I look at that smile. That precious smile with 2 little teeth sticking out of his bottom gum. And this age? This is the one I want to hold onto. That is until the next one. Because it's just so much fun. There's just so much to love. So the growing pains, those are all momma!
|Just because he's so cute!|