The Great Pinking

When we moved to QLD 5 or 6 years ago (I've lost count), we knew no one here and we certainly had no friends with children. Then we set forth and started multiplying and found ourselves surrounded by people with kids, but that didn't happen until after Jude was born.

Jude managed to escape wearing any hand-me-downs. What might seem like a small blessing for a child who only wore new clothes may not be what it seemed. Since announcing our girl bun in the oven, we have inherited bundles of pink from friends. I have now realised how great this is.

While Jude had entirely new clothes, they were all cheap and nothing special. After spending hundreds of dollars simply buying the basics for him, we had nothing left to splurge on anything fancy. Now we have an entire wardrobe of good-quality seconds, and I am free to start picking up special pieces as I go without worrying about blowing the budget.

This would, of course, rely on me ever having the time or inclination to go shopping. Chances are Lilac will wear only hand-me-downs because the reality is I never go shopping and I never get a chance to meander slowly through gorgeous kid's things, taking my time to ooh and aah at anything special.

But my parents are retiring soon so hopefully they'll visit more often and I'll have more time to potter around.