I will admit that I was a little sad. I did not tear up like I did when I packed her newborn clothes away though. As I started to fold the clothes, I got to thinking.
I can vividly remember unwrapping every outfit we received. Whether it be shower gifts or a special gift from a dear friend. I would wash the outfit after
studying carefully reading the care instruction tag twice. After the dryer buzzed, I would place the outfit on a white plastic hanger. I lovingly placed the hanger in the special section of my closet. For a few moments, I would just stare.
Thoughts would whirl around in my head. I thought of how my baby girl would be small enough to fit in those outfits. I thought of how she would wear that precious pink dress to church on Sundays. I thought of all the pictures I would take of her in these different outfits.
Some days, I honestly can't believe I have a daughter. Now I have a daughter that is outgrowing the clothes I would daydream about her wearing. She is such a blessing to me and I am thankful that she's growing up big and strong!
Besides, what new mother doesn't love having an excuse to go shopping ;)