It has taken me some time to realise it and to be truthful about it, but I can now say openly and honestly – that I have an addiction to buying baby clothing.
In my defence, I believe the obsession has stemmed from the fact that my child is a ‘hand-me-down’ kid (with clothing I mean – I didn’t borrow her from someone). I think because I have been so deprived of buying anything for Milla, I am making up for lost time. Anyway, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Now that she is growing out of all the clothes that were so generously given to us, and because a new season is approaching, I have gone baby apparel mad! I am not in any way wanting a designer baby (although I do love her Calvin Klein bibs) and I am not buying superfluous items either that will hang in the closet with the tags still on months later. I am just finally able to enjoy that part of having a child.
It also doesn’t help that a friend owns a gorgeous baby boutique or that I am a stones throw away from markets and shopping centres on any given day…and don’t even get me started on the internet!
I am slowly beginning to realise a few realities of my seemingly shallow and materialistic phase though: Milla now has a better wardrobe than me, in the blink of an eye she has grown out of the things I’ve bought, and she will still spew and chew on her clothes whether they were one dollar or fifty.

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