I\'m Summer, a mouthy, sarcastic bitch. I\'m passionate about natural birth, long term breastfeeding, and living naturally. I curse too much, love tattoos, and will some day be crushed to death by my book collection. I homeschool, dream of gardening, and swing to the left. 
Unpacking Memories
Image source – Carlos Gustavo Curado
It’s interesting the things you find when you are moving from one place to another. You see Dearest found a small back duffle bag in the back of the closet and, without opening it, tossed it into the pile of boxes and bags to be moved. Then with all the moving frenzy it got put inside a larger box that had some clothes I was debating on getting rid of or keeping. The poor little bag, abandoned for at least 5 years in the back of the closet was now sitting unopened and alone in a corner out of the way.
That is, until a resourceful toddler decided to crawl into the box while mommy went to the bathroom and practise his newly aquired zipper opening skills. It was quite a sight to return to. The bag, open and empty sat in the middle of the floor among a giggling toddler and a pile of, ahem, adult items. Oh! Now I remember why I put the bag so far back in the closet in the first place!
It was early winter and we were moving from our tiny apartment into our first real house. I was pregnant with Evan and starting to show. Upset over my newly blooming belly I packed away all my sexy lingerie and toys and tossed the whole thing as far into the back of the closet as I could, sealing it off with boxes and shelves. Oh there was a lot of tearful “I’m so fat no one is ever going to want to see me naked again” and “But all I want to do now is sleep, I’ll never have energy again once the baby is born.”
Of course now I can look back and laugh. Dearest still likes seeing me naked, cellulite and all, and there are a few moments here and there when I’m not falling asleep where I land. But at the time I was absolutely certain that having a baby meant my life was over. Poor, silly, little first timer.
OK, now let’s see what the kids unpack tomorrow.
I am laughing hysterically because I too have one of those bags and it was also tucked away in my closet until we moved in April. It made it’s way to the front and Toddler almost got into it but I beat her to it…oh the joy! LOL
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oh my goodness!!! hehehe