I didn't realize how depressing it would be. I found shirts, skirts, dress clothes (interview clothes!) that would all soon have a new home. I had flashes of memories each time I picked up a piece of clothing, like the memories were stuck in the pockets of these clothes. A trip to Atlanta, people's weddings, hiking/biking/running times, interviews, my bachelorette party. All of which fit, before kids. Some of the clothes I remember wearing after I had Carson, but even though the scale said the same as pre-Carson, my body shape was different.
So this blog is dedicated to memories of the past!
I used to hike and camp before kids!!! (shirt in donation pile) (What was I thinking wearing that weirdo bra underneath?)
No, my sister wasn't donated. The skirt was. (Germany - I remember never needing a nap when I was young)
This was my brother's wedding in Germany, but not the wedding wedding, just the sign the papers wedding thing (don't ask me). (dress was donated)
This was the WORST trip in regards to accidents (check out the cute bandage on my knee). Later on in the trip (this was in Atlanta) I ran into a glass door and almost broke my nose. AND, when we went up north (Helen, Georgia), I was flying running down the mountain, and I couldn't stop myself and did a baseball runner's slide down a ways until I could stop. The whole side of my leg was cut up. Good times. (dress was donated)
July 2003 - Atlanta
I tried on this dress, because I used to love it (actually, still do). I remember it being so light to wear and fit so perfectly. Not quite any more. Got a lot more bumps showing now, everywhere. But I just couldn't bring myself to throw it in the donation pile quite yet. It'll end up there, over time, but I'm still young enough, and naive enough to think that someday I can shake these pounds and be slim and trim again.