I have experienced a few issues in the clothing arena, and I am not sure if these issues are entirely normal.
1) Why do different brands fit differently? More importantly, why do same sizes of the same brand bought from different stores fit differently?
2) Jack is a strangely long child (not entirely sure if he is mine) and is going to be out of his 6 month jammies in about a week, but still can't fit into 3 month pants. It's a struggle that I dislike but will have to deal with. I like CONSISTENCY and having all clothes the same size. (I know what you're going to ask - and no, my closet is not consistent. I am annoyed with that too. Lay off me.)
3) WHY DO I CRY WHEN I PUT AWAY CLOTHES THAT ARE TOO SMALL? First, his newborn clothes were put into a storage box almost upon immediate arrival home. He never fit into them and never wore them. Did I cry? Yep. This past week, I went through and collected his 3 month too-tight jammies and onesies. Did I cry? Uncontrollably. "But this onesie with the aviators on it is the cutest onesie EVER. He wore it twice!!! I CAN'T PUT IT AWAY!!" Irrational.
But that's it! Motherhood is full of irrationality. I am an irrational human being. Let's discuss the Baby Gap case study.
Before Jack was born, I went to Baby Gap and got him some disgustingly cute things. Like, little gnome onesie and striped socks cute. Can't handle it. Anyway, I bought them in a mix of 3 month, 6 month, 9 month, etc. I love these clothes. They fit Jack's awkwardly long body perfectly. Baby Gap is not the cheapest baby clothing option. And cheap is good when you're dealing with a baby who might as well have a hole in his mouth with the amount of leaking that he does. He goes through three outfits a day. In that case, cheap = good. But I need Baby Gap. Because of the little gnomes and gentleman onesies.
When deciding what to do for a holiday photo, I decided Jack needed to wear red. He looks great in red. And he has 3 red shirts. Easy enough. But no. I had to buy a NEW red and white striped long sleeved onesie with matching socks online from Baby Gap and have it rush delivered to get here in time. It got here the day of the photos, and he looked super adorable. Why did I need another red shirt? I don't have an answer to this. His feet outgrew those socks in a week. I can't control my emotions when it comes to really ridiculously cute baby clothes.
But that's just it - as a Mom, is this just the beginning of not being able to control my emotions? I'm going to assume that the answer to that question is yes, and prepare myself to be irrational for the rest of my life. Before I became a Mom, I admit to thinking EVERYTHING my Mom did or said was irrational and I used to get on her case about it all the time. But now I get that being a mother does something to you... it causes you to be flighty and all over the place and slightly insane. I can only hope to be as insane as my Mom is/was (she still warns me that my piece of meat is too big). If there is any correlation to insanity and being a good Mom, my Mom has got to be the craziest one out there.
With that being said, the more irrational and insane, the better Mom you are. Which is my excuse as to why I am going to go buy this absurdly cute but unnecessary shirt from Baby Gap.
Love,
Lindsay

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