I’m in my low mood today. I wanted to study and do my assignment but I don’t know where’s my brain. I wanted to bake but no motivation. I don’t even have the mood to think of what to cook for tonight. When I look at JS, I just find her an eye sore that I wanted to scream at her at very little thing she does. I cannot find my loving self to talk to her in a nice tone, to cuddle her and spent time with her. I haven’t got over the unhappiness that I felt last night. I feel like going out to get some fresh air, to be alone, but I can’t leave the kids alone at home….I need to think of something to do to get my brain straight, to get myself out of this moodiness, gloominess..
I found something to do…spring cleaning my kids cloths drawers. It have already filled to the brim. Many of it they have outgrown. It’s time to take out every pieces and sort it out and keep away those they have outgrown.
These are the cloths they have outgrown. So many of it until I don’t know how to sort out according to size and gender. So I dump everything into a paper bag.
Put it in the big paper bag. Now another problem arise. Where to store this paper bag. Our house is small and have got no built in cabinets.Think about it later…
This are the kids cloths drawers. Big one for JS, small one for WH. Before I sorted the cloths just now, each drawers were full.
This 2 containers has got more of their clothes which they have outgrown. Only 2 kids age 4-2, but with cloths the amount of “mountain”! Each containers has got different bags sorted according to gender and size. I hope when the next baby comes, I won’t have problem retrieving the cloths out at each different stage.
When we see them each day, we don’t realize how fast the kids has grown. Tried out a skirt that she has last worn just a few months back, and now it seems too short and tight. Tried on a shirt on WH, it got his belly all wrap up like a dumpling. They are growing each day, physically , emotionally. Only realize it by sorting out this cloths. I cannot remember how small they once were until I took out their newborn cloth.
I feel better after this spring clean. Back to a more cheerful self. 
