To All The Clothes I’ve Loved Before

To All the Clothes I’ve Loved Before,

It’s been a while since I’ve spent time with you.  Please know, I still love you.  I always will. It’s just that right now, I can’t be with you. It’s really not you, it’s me. It’s my life right now. Things are messy and I don’t want to get you caught up in it, to be ruined by being with me. 

Someday, things will be different. I will make plans with you. I will take you out and twirl you around while sipping wine. Our time together will be dignified and not end with you covered in food or bodily fluids.  

That day is not today. That day will probably not be tomorrow or even next week. But that day will come.  Until then, know that I think of you often, especially in the shower as I prepare for my day. I look forward to the special moments we will share and the memories we will make.  

Stay beautiful,


I can’t be the only one to have feelings for their clothes.

I’m not talking about the sweatpants, leggings, and other items I throw on on a daily basis. I’m talking about those clothes I keep, but don’t wear. The ones that I love and long to put on like in the good old days, but know better now that I’m a mom. 

As a mom, I wait to get dressed until the last possible minute.

I learned my lesson early on. If I get dressed too early, I will end up covered with blueberry stains or snot before I even leave the house.

If I do have to get dressed in “real clothes” before heading out the door, I wear my bathrobe over my clothes. It’s a great catchall for sticky hands, a yogurt-covered mouth, and poo-splosions. If you try this, BEWARE that on occasion you may walk out the door still wearing the bathrobe. Gotta love Mom life.

I do try to get dressed every day.

Let’s be real though — this usually means picking out a few outfits that are easily washable, comfortable and fit ok. If an outfit makes it through Day One unscathed, I will wear it again the next day if I’m not seeing the same people (or they won’t judge me). This whole process means less laundry, less thinking, and less stress. 

One day, I may do it. I may put on that soft, cashmere sweater and go about my day unconcerned with
what fate may befall it.

In the meantime, I will wear something even better.  I will wear my love for my son, even if it looks like dried yogurt fingerprints on my pants and banana mash on my shoulder. I’ve never felt so good wearing something so stinky and sticky and sweet.  

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2 Responses to To All The Clothes I’ve Loved Before

  1. Erica January 3, 2018 at 11:14 am #

    Love this! I so agree and I find it hysterical because I’ve never been into fashion or dressing to brand names. The first year i stayed home I told my husband I needed to go shopping one day to revamp my wardrobe to “mom clothes” and packed away my work pants and blouses. I just got excited about my friends post about the Express outlit and then laughed because those clothes are for the future or special events! Pregnant with my third and last I’ve really been stretching wearing the same maternity clothes to save money. I’m there with you especially when there is a bit more pressure in our community to dress well. (I also grew up and now live in Brookfield)

  2. Jaclynn
    Jaclynn January 4, 2018 at 12:52 pm #

    Thank you for reading my post! Happy to hear I’m not alone 🙂

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