|In her fancy togs at 3 months|
Gis gave Charlotte a beautiful dress - which, she said, is blatantly something a mum of boys enjoyed the novelty of shopping for, given the less exciting range of boys' clothes available in shops, so she says. I couldn't wait for my legs-still-scrunched-up newborn bundle to be big enough to wear it.
In the last week, she has gone up a size in clothes, meaning that dress is a thing of the past. She has found her toes, too. She likes playing with her feet now, and they seem to be like a new toy to her each time she manages to grab hold of them.
I must confess - for quite a while now, I have had designs on her dress.
Yes, I could pass the dress on, or save it for the unlikely event of another baby girl being born here and in the right season to wear it. But this holds nice memories of Charlotte wearing it, and it is too lovely to languish in a cupboard for years before finally ending up in a charity shop.
I intend to make sure this lovely fabric gets a second life and is seen and appreciated every day. (Notice how I am justifying my intentions of butchering a beautiful little baby dress?)
A couple of friends are coming round later to keep me company and sew (whilst the hubby is out at another almost certainly dull work meeting), and so I am going to see what I can make from one little dress. Watch this space!