A while ago, I unearthed a stash of tiny baby clothes put safely away.
Bear in mind I have been richly blessed with four daughters aged from 19 to 3.
I have kept a few clothes of immense sentimental value, such as a few dresses that my late father bought for my eldest daughter before he died, but I know that there are plenty of families who could benefit from those baby clothes, so I decided they could go to the local free Community Chest.
So, on Saturday, I re-washed all the clothes and hung them on the line to dry in the sun. I sat and watched them blowing in the wind, and I could have cried at thought that I would never again have another baby of my very own to hold in my arms.
Crazy, when I have four wonderful children, I`m 41 and know that for serious and valid medical reasons I must never again become pregnant. But to see those baby clothes blowing in the wind before I give them away was like watching a book being slammed shut. Ker-bam, that`s it, no more babies :-(
But on the bright side, I can look forward to grandchildren in due course :-)