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The Toy Box Purge

​Took advantage of daughter’s nap time a few days ago and purged her toy box. I collected a bunch of things that should have been thrown away, items “stolen” from the kitchen or bathroom and extra stuffed animals.  The interesting thing about this box full of toys bound for the donation bin is, they are all mine.

I’m a sentimental pack rat. When I was packing up all my belongings in preparation for moving after I got married I kept every toy that I still liked. (Yes, 22 years old and I still had toys I liked.) My thought was “Oh, my kids can play with these someday”, little did I know just how many toys my first child would collect within the first two years of her life.

I tend to hang on to every little thing that meant something to me.  Most of these animals were stocking stuffers or gifts in my Easter basket. I enjoyed them all as a child. I loved them as a child. They were my favorites as a child. I’m not a child anymore and my child has plenty of toys and stuffed animals. It’s time to let another child enjoy these. Letting go of things from our past can be hard, especially when they were once precious to us, but if we don’t want to be ruled by stuff we own there comes a time when we have to let them go.

I’ve been reading Maria Kondo’s boom The life-changing magic of tidying up”, and though I don’t believe the objects we own have feelings, their is one practice she has in her book that I have found useful, and that is thanking a possession before you let it go. Like I said, I don’t believe things like toys, clothing and books have feelings, but thanking something for once bringing me joy before saying goodbye has helped me let go of stuff I was only keeping for loose sentimental reasons. Something about saying it out loud helped me not feel guilty for getting rid of it (and rejecting thoughts of, “but so-in-so gave me that”, “it would be a waste” etc.).

Most of the time my daughter’s play area does not look this nice.  I get to it maybe a couple times a month and really tidy it up.  Out of all the messes is my life, my child’s toys scattered around or mixed up doesn’t bother me, it actually makes me smile.  We do live in our house with an active two year old, toys all over the place is just evidence to life being lived.

What are some of your mommy purge stories?

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The Diaper Bag


It’s so unassuming, just sitting there by the door.  An inanimate object that carries more than just spare clothes, toys and snacks.  The things it’s seen, the memories stained into the worn fabric.  It changes with the child, stretching to accommodate larger clothing, diapers and a growing collection of play things.  It comes in all shapes and sizes, brands and materials, sometimes there are more than one, we’ve gone through three, but it’s always by our side.

Yes, this is a post about a diaper bag.

I was looking out ours recently, a gray and green backpack, and it made me thing about how fast time goes by and our babies grow up.  It only seems like a few days ago it held burp cloths, spare onesies, tiny diapers, a nursing cover and teething rings. Now the diapers barely fit in their pocket, the inside is stuffed with a books, “big kid” clothes, various snacks, a sippy cup and toys with lots of buttons.  Every so often I have to dump everything out and remove those things that are no longer needed.  It’s like a step into the not so distant past and look at the all to close future.  Her clothes will keep growing, the snacks change and diapers slowly disappear.

One thing I was told constantly while pregnant was to treasure everything because I will miss it.  Well, I’m not going to miss the sleepless nights, the screaming in the car seat, refusal to eat, or spit up.  I will miss my little baby snuggles, those adorable baby talk words and tiny clothes, but I’m keeping myself in the moment and enjoying how she finds joy and wonder in every new discovery, and dream with her about how far she will go.

She’s growing up, the stuffing of her diaper bag changing, but it’s all part of the adventure.