I threw away my changing bag yesterday. It felt momentous and a huge milestone. It made me a little teary. The end of an era.
Don’t get me wrong, I know that life is getting easier as the kids get older. We can leave the house that little bit faster these days, go to restaurants without having to take entertainments, bibs, cups and more with us. It’s lovely seeing them growing up and becoming more independent, and they’re definitely easier to take out. I’m not broody for more children, I am not hoping for the baby days again.
But it still made me stop and think.
I remember choosing this bag. We’d had our Stokke bag with Boo, and with Little Man on the way, a new changing bag was one of the few ‘new’ things we were getting in the way of baby equipment and accessories. We’d kept everything else that we’d had with Boo, but thought it would be nice to get a new bag, one big enough to hold baby items as well as toddler snacks and bits and bobs. We bought it when I was around 5-6 months pregnant and I recall packing it carefully for the hospital.
As I emptied the bag out yesterday, I found dummy clips at the bottom that I’d forgotten all about, instantly transporting me back to Little Man’s baby days. I took out nappies and a change mat that he no longer needs, thanks to last week’s training going so well. My mind saw a teeny baby boy again, not the articulate boy looking so grown up stood in front of me.
I just felt a bit strange and a bit sad. For a little over six years I’ve had a changing bag. There’s barely been a day in all that time that I’ve left the house without one. It’s one of those items that I was keen to be rid of, with it’s bulk and all that it represents, but now that I am, it’s made me look back. Time just seems to have flown by. I no longer have babies, or even toddlers. My children are growing up.
So it’s goodbye, old friend. I’ll no doubt enjoy getting my handbags back out again, but for now at least, you will be missed.
The pushchair tends to sit unused in the boot of the car these days. I know that will be next, but one thing at a time, I think.