tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post1216674875339573898..comments2023-11-22T11:30:17.400-06:00Comments on Seeking Sanity: Parting Is Such Sweet SorrowKathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14339665205284492242noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-65765313980081833152009-07-10T15:52:14.804-05:002009-07-10T15:52:14.804-05:00This made me cry too. My youngest just turned 6 m...This made me cry too. My youngest just turned 6 months. He will be my last. These baby years are so very precious and go by so very quickly. My advice? Take lots of pictures and video. :)MomOf4https://www.blogger.com/profile/18153895343116377314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-89564378058685990992009-06-30T18:41:40.572-05:002009-06-30T18:41:40.572-05:00I can't bear to get rid of my son's outgro...I can't bear to get rid of my son's outgrown clothes either. I was able to hold on to them for awhile, before we knew we were having a girl...and nobody thought a thing.Now I feel pressure to donate them...and I just can't do it!Tiffany @ Lattes And Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16113689419516484550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-81836812558022686282009-06-29T09:36:33.346-05:002009-06-29T09:36:33.346-05:00Ah, I've got a couple drawers of old outfits s...Ah, I've got a couple drawers of old outfits saved. Sentimental old fool indeed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-38235431595221322782009-06-28T06:40:02.272-05:002009-06-28T06:40:02.272-05:00Before I comment, I have to grab a tissue! I did t...Before I comment, I have to grab a tissue! I did the exact same thing two years ago...and to top it off, once I saw the girlie's little face, I even pared down the gender nutural clothes even more and went to all the pinks and purples!!!!<br /><br />HUGS!Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08122365458052947125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-84766122090020803982009-06-27T23:09:00.863-05:002009-06-27T23:09:00.863-05:00I JUST went through this! I have piles of green/wh...I JUST went through this! I have piles of green/white/yellow. But parting with my blue, my baby boy's little outfits . . . it made me melt. I was a mess. Then, out of the blue a call came. A young woman in our mom's group had delivered early and was completely unprepared and on a very tight budget. <br /><br />I packed up JR's things (TRUST ME, there are still boxes I just can't and probably won't part with) and headed to her house. <br /><br />The look on her face . . . worth every tear I shed. <br /><br />Every single tear . . . <br /><br />Just think mama, you have so, so much to look forward to!Laskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12001998549713092381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-59127398516138685672009-06-26T23:59:42.118-05:002009-06-26T23:59:42.118-05:00I've done better with each child, but still th...I've done better with each child, but still they are growing wings and flying before you know it. <br /><br />It's hard -- luckily each stage has it's own rewards.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03689238640477884004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-37464006850533792182009-06-26T17:54:59.924-05:002009-06-26T17:54:59.924-05:00I agree friend. I truly agree. I want to just wh...I agree friend. I truly agree. I want to just whisper stop growing, stop growing!!<br /><br />There is just not enough time to soak up the kids is there?<br /><br />Hugs to you!Kristenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04757190486746869272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-57382464379114128342009-06-25T22:36:07.347-05:002009-06-25T22:36:07.347-05:00The first time I sorted through my baby clothes, I...The first time I sorted through my baby clothes, I cried too. There is something about the smallness of them... and the memories... It gave me a hollow feeling in my chest. (Still does.)<br /><br />There is nothing wrong with missing the babies your little men once were. <br /><br />No matter how big my boys grow, I'll always think of them -- in some small way -- as my babies.<br /><br />Eat some chocolate. Get those endorphins flowing again. <br /><br />;) - JuliaMidwest Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10095161837187839812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-68593085400728295472009-06-25T10:47:40.987-05:002009-06-25T10:47:40.987-05:00You made me cry I can not give them up I hope I ca...You made me cry I can not give them up I hope I can soon.Fire Hunthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02225247221620668905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-47074192750621206642009-06-25T03:20:46.546-05:002009-06-25T03:20:46.546-05:00Awwwww.... yes, time marches on, but soon you'...Awwwww.... yes, time marches on, but soon you'll have another one to start the march with again.<br /><br />We do.<br /><br />check your email.ewe are herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13339650361453626546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-38747476266372331432009-06-24T19:29:26.070-05:002009-06-24T19:29:26.070-05:00I felt that way the last time I took the crib down...I felt that way the last time I took the crib down for Bri. She is my second child and last. I had my tubes tied after her.tweetey30https://www.blogger.com/profile/04780963604845788306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-23459288719873772172009-06-24T10:24:03.121-05:002009-06-24T10:24:03.121-05:00I have the cotton mittens used by daughter in the ...I have the cotton mittens used by daughter in the maternity hospital 43 years ago. Every so often I find them again, have a binge of nostalgia and put them back. All else has long gone...we are talking 50, 46 and 43 years, but I still have my kids.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-7726897358323628962009-06-23T21:15:52.650-05:002009-06-23T21:15:52.650-05:00Awww...now I want to go cuddle my babies and they ...Awww...now I want to go cuddle my babies and they are in bed.<br /><br />Good thing you have the memories, right?Krystyn @ Really, Are You Serious?https://www.blogger.com/profile/02910477558968993067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-18010535358490978032009-06-23T17:51:14.958-05:002009-06-23T17:51:14.958-05:00Oh, now why'd you go and do that... I'm al...Oh, now why'd you go and do that... I'm all weepy now too. You are a brave woman bundling up those things when the hormones are still raging, and you're right-- someone is really going to enjoy your gift.<br /><br />I'm going to go kiss on my babies now.imbeingheldhostagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00771374087307254969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-86083130990025197712009-06-23T17:19:03.760-05:002009-06-23T17:19:03.760-05:00That will be me. I was all choked up just reading...That will be me. I was all choked up just reading it. The little clothes are the hardest to let go.Not Your Aunt Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11170586207423260492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-64374894571787865882009-06-23T14:38:54.202-05:002009-06-23T14:38:54.202-05:00Time just never stops does it, babies grow to quic...Time just never stops does it, babies grow to quick :(Laura McIntyrehttp://synchronizationofus.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-34090004577293639152009-06-23T07:49:51.849-05:002009-06-23T07:49:51.849-05:00I KNOW! I hear you. I just couldn't fathom how...I KNOW! I hear you. I just couldn't fathom how fast life was until I started this whole fast track of parenthood...tracey.becker1@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606831315390042198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-66618693743244329682009-06-22T23:54:06.472-05:002009-06-22T23:54:06.472-05:00I feel for you and I understand. I got a little t...I feel for you and I understand. I got a little teary the other day after I sold the last baby item we owned...the running stroller/bike trailer. There is nothing "baby" left in my house now except the few keepsakes I've saved.dawn klingehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10068232686648964979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-21311563226924921032009-06-22T22:41:32.437-05:002009-06-22T22:41:32.437-05:00oh honey....I feel you! I remember before Anna wa...oh honey....I feel you! I remember before Anna was born going through the clothes & all of the girl stuff, not knowing if it would be used again....and spending the whole afternoon crying. They do grow up WAY too fast!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17769967354682232429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-66988329338787446922009-06-22T22:18:03.621-05:002009-06-22T22:18:03.621-05:00Beautiful post.Beautiful post.anyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04690629118040879376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-20846343699468014302009-06-22T22:14:05.077-05:002009-06-22T22:14:05.077-05:00A cousin of my Mom's only child -a boy -was bo...A cousin of my Mom's only child -a boy -was born back in the late 30s and at that time, they often wore dresses on baby boys. That cousin gave my Mom one of her son's dresses when I was born and Mom used it as my baptismal dress. Mom saved it and both my girls wore it as their baptismal outfit. My son would have done that too if I'd had my way but my ex wouldn't hear of his son wearing a white dress so the boy got a mint green and white little shirt, pants and a cute bow tie. I still have the baptismal dress -just waiting for another baby to wear it someday in the future. (Mandy insisted on buying long white dress for Maya's baptism and a special white suit for Kurt's so no family tradition upheld there then.)I tried to save a couple little special outfits from each of my kids but sadly, no longer have anything except my own dress as the upstairs of the house caught fire in 1991 and many of the treasures of that type were lost in the flames.<br />Just today though, Mandy and I were both waxing sentimental about Kurtis and how big he is getting, so fast and how we miss the "baby" days with him, knowing unless my son gets married and has children of his own, this will be the end of production of grandchildren here for me. An event that is so happy on one hand -to see them grow, learning stuff daily and yet, so hard to let go of the sweet softness of the babies they were. Welcome to that club for Mothers everywhere.Jenihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16425701332785470116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-63085498613397611942009-06-22T21:05:18.352-05:002009-06-22T21:05:18.352-05:00I am baby clothes sentimental myself and every tim...I am baby clothes sentimental myself and every time I thin out the collection, I have a good crying jag--and then I think I ovulate....<br /><br />Blessings!carrhophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00017807695487933660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-46793791941355481312009-06-22T20:27:37.617-05:002009-06-22T20:27:37.617-05:00I did that this summer with all my boy and girl cl...I did that this summer with all my boy and girl clothes as we are done but I too kept some for sentimental reasons. Just think one day we will have grandbabies!!!Tonyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15816260131470363977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-64025631592572428362009-06-22T20:17:35.015-05:002009-06-22T20:17:35.015-05:00Reading this, I felt like I was in the car with yo...Reading this, I felt like I was in the car with you. Glad to know I'm not the only one who cried parting with little clothes. Somehow the smaller the clothes, the bigger the tears...sitting on the mood swing at the playgroundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11490776073033413587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7390236678783638686.post-68412108195894774442009-06-22T20:13:23.498-05:002009-06-22T20:13:23.498-05:00aww, your memories will stay with you. no doubt.aww, your memories will stay with you. no doubt.limehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17259558876349307173noreply@blogger.com