16 September 2011


There is a sorrow to throwing away stored baby equipment, one that isn't there if you give it to another new parent. It is an acceptance that the time for babies is over. When you give, it is part of the celebration of new life, a passing of the torch. In the recycling centre it is an ending, the first real step towards your death.


  1. You can only reuse something so many times. Though I am in awe of objects that last centuries--maybe not useful anymore, but they remain legacies.

  2. I feel bad when I have to throw away something of my son's too. I've been lucky and saved a lot of his stuff from being too worn. I've given a lot away to the Pregnancy Crisis Center here in town and on Freecycle. Now my son's bigger and rough on his stuff! I hope his crib survives until he's old enough for a toddler bed.

  3. Uh oh, I must be getting pretty close to death as I gave all of that stuff away a long time ago!

  4. Lol, I'm sure you aren't knocking at his door. It just left me really sad, accepting that there won't be any more babies.

  5. I, on the other hand, was thrilled that the time for babies was over. That happens when you have a baby that cries ALL THE FRIGGIN' TIME! And doesn't sleep through the night for NINE FRIGGIN' MONTHS.

    Getting my tubes tied was another cause for celebration. What can I say? I'd had it.

    But lest you think I'm an unfeeling beeotch, my two grown daughters are the joys of my life.... but don't tell them I said so. :)


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