Oh baby, baby

After Miss B was born we stored nearly all her clothing up to the age of two, incase we had another girl... we had a boy.

Time to grit the teeth this week and go through all the baby stuff, keeping the basics because I can't quite let go of everything yet just incase.

So it's in piles and carrier bags according to gender, age and destination.

It wont seem so bad when they've gone to their new homes, but right now holding the tiny stuff or the particularly memorable cardigans really makes me broody pulls on my heart as I acknowledge my babies are getting big.