I have determined that we are intentional hoarders. We prefer to call it “being frugal” though. Seriously, we have so. much. stuff. We have mountains of clothes for girls ages birth through five (and even a few hand-me-downs for older girls in a “to grow into” pile). We have all the gazillion things one “needs” for a baby: swing, bouncer, crib and mattress, crib sheets, eight thousand baby blankets, baby bathtub, swaddlers, pack & play, an enormous tub full of cloth diapers, an astonishing variety of bottles (which so far have received zero use between two kids), breast pump, etc etc etc. You get the idea. At one point, we had not one but four different versions of a bassinet/crib/moses basket/place for an infant to sleep. On top of all this, we have the usual clutter of toys and stuffed animals that come with having small children. Oh, and all the toys and stuffed animals that my parents saved from my childhood. This all mixed in with the usual furniture and necessities, my overflowing baskets of sewing and crafting goods, a large collection of coloring books and art supplies for the kids, nine billion pairs of shoes, boots, slippers, mittens, hats, coats…I’m beginning to fear that one day we’re going to wake up buried under a pile of “stuff” and not be able to escape.
I think there are a couple of factors making me aware of how overloaded we are in the material possessions department right now: the upcoming holiday season which promises more stuff in the form of gifts and some beginning pregnancy nesting urges that are inspiring me to “organize all the stuff.”
What I really want to do is sell and donate huge chunks of stuff, but it really isn’t practical right now. For starters, all the baby stuff is going to get used again quite soon. And then we’ll pack it away and store it once more until we decide if we will be having more children in the future. Similarly, even if this baby turns out to be a boy, we’ll probably still hang on to those mountains of girl clothes until we determine there is no possibility of a fourth child for us who could someday need them. Even as Zoey and Eleanor outgrow the baby and toddler toys, we’ll be introducing at least one more baby to them. So those stick around as well, until we’re sure of there being no more babies in the house.
I guess what I’m saying is, being in the “having children” stage of life essentially requires you to be a hoarder. Unless, of course, you are filthy stinking rich and can afford to buy all new stuff each time around. I don’t think I even know anyone with that much money, do you?