Giving up the ghost

Well, I did it. I went ahead and packed up (almost) all of my maternity clothes this evening and put them up for grabs via Freecycle. I had a response almost immediately and tomorrow the lucky recipient will pick them up. "Lucky" because, man, had I racked up a nice stash of clothes between 2005 and 2007! There are currently two giant bags (think baby shower gift bags, sized for large items) awaiting their new home.

I say "almost all" of them because there are a few things I kept--a handful of really comfy cotton t-shirts that are fitted so they manage to flatter the post-baby bod. I also kept one dress. It's just that I absolutely loved it--I wore it at my shower and to our 10th anniversary weekend dinner back last Fall. It has some lovely memories associated with it and I really loved the pattern, the color, everything about it. Who knows? Maybe one day I'll see if a seamstress can convert it into a non-maternity model.

This purging of the maternity wear means that I'm finally beginning to embrace the reality of life after infertility. I do believe my baby-making days are over and I'm cool with that. After all, I struck gold in the kid department: two little misses to run after, tend to, and smother with kisses.

Ah, such riches, ones I never in a million years expected to have.

This new place is kinda nice.