Consignment Sales

Twelve years ago I got the news my sister was pregnant with her first. And like any cool aunt would do I went looking for the best clothes money could buy for him. I also went a little overboard. The cool thing about twelve years ago is that Hecht’s was going out of business. I was able to go and buy all the name brands for dirt cheap. I sort of knew how fast kids grew so I spaced out the sizes that I bought him.

I gave them to my sister, and she put them away. She forgot about all the clothes I had bought him, and ended up selling them in a consignment sale. This was the first time I had heard of a consignment sale. I apparently lived under a rock. Fast forward a few years, and my friends are talking about going to consignment sales. I tune them out because I don’t have kids why would I need to listen.

Then it happens. I become pregnant. A church that I have spent many years of playing church league softball, volleyball, and just hanging out with a few of their members put up an ad that they are having a consignment sale. I decided now was the time to figure out what a consignment sale was all about. I learned that my best friend was going as well so we arranged to go together.

I have to say I am thankful I decided to make this one the first one I went to. It was all in the gym. Clothes on one side and toys, books, and other things on the other side. I was still a little overwhelmed with having to go through the clothes. It was also very helpful that Kristin was there to help me out with what would come in handy (she’s got three little boys herself).

Two weeks later I saw an ad for a local consignment sale. When they advertise they advertise right. I decided I was going to tackle this one alone. I had also decided before I went to grab sizes of clothes from newborn to 9 months. I went on the first day it was opened. They had posted pictures and videos of what they had for sale, and I had a few items that I wanted. By the time I had gotten there those few items were gone. So I headed straight to the clothes.

This building is massive. All of the clothes were in the gym, the toys had their own room, and the strollers and play items lined the hallways. I’m telling you it was something else. I get to the clothes and I am in heaven. Most of the stuff is $1 or $2. Before I know it I am racking up, and  I finally called it quits after about 45 minutes.

When I was checking out the lady was telling me how their consignments worked. She said they do one in the fall and one in the spring, and that everyone just trades off their clothes. They will tag the old clothes, and then purchase what they need for the upcoming seasons. It saves families a ton of money doing it this way. Her explaining it to me opened my eyes to see the beauty of a consignment sale.

I went a little overboard on the clothes (see picture), I admit that. But as a woman when you see a good deal, you just can’t turn it down.

IMG_20180927_190654498 I have also turned into this person recently that will accept any donated clothes for our child. We have had three people give us their hand-me-downs from their children. The most recent one gave us clothes ranging from newborn to 3T. Our child is going to be one blessed little man!

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Until he is old enough to buy his own clothes he will be rocking the consignment sale clothes, and the hand-me-downs.

Awkward Wife of the Year

The hubs and I decided that we were ready to have a child. I randomly approached him one day, and started talking about when he thought would be a good time for us to start trying to get pregnant. We both agreed on April for two very different reasons. His was because it would be January when the child come, and my busy time of the year would be over at work. Mine was Titans football regular season would be over, and Vanderbilt’s men’s basketball SEC play would be starting up, but not until the middle of January. We can see where our priorities were.

We love a good cruise so we decided to take one in April before their “busy” season started. It was tons of fun as usual to get away from the real world, and not hear the negativity that is always present every single day. We also had the best waiter for our dinners who talked to us about what true sacrifice was. He was from the Caribbean, and worked on a cruise ship 8 months out of the year. His wife stayed at home. She was a nurse and took care of their children. Michael made sure to tell us about how life and marriage are supposed to work.

When we got back home Dustin told me that we were pregnant. I told him there was no way, no one gets pregnant on their first try. For a month we went back and forth, and I told him how crazy he was. I will be the first to admit that I LOVE trying to prove Dustin wrong. So when the day came that I was able to take a pregnancy test I went and got one.

It was a Wednesday night. Both of us will never forget how this went down. There are two tests that come in a box. I took the first one, and waited. It was a faint cross. I didn’t believe it so I took the other one. And once again another faint cross appeared. I was in disbelief. This wasn’t supposed to happen, this NEVER happens. I go into the living room were Dustin is sitting on the couch, and I sit next to him. I told him I needed to talk to him – normally when I say these words it is never a good thing. He said OK…. I didn’t exactly say words – I just handed him both tests. He looked at them, and said kinda shocked “You’re pregnant?” My response was not that great, “I guess so”.

Previously I had been thinking about when we did get pregnant how I would tell Dustin. On Pinterest there is all these cute ways to announce to your spouse that you are pregnant, and I wanted to do something similar. But in my stupor I couldn’t think straight, and just ran straight to him. I still didn’t think it was true so the next morning I got another test and took it at work. This time it was the one that says the words pregnant or not pregnant. Well that sealed the deal, in big bold letters it said PREGNANT.

We still get a big laugh about how awkward I was in telling him that we were expecting. When we talk about the baby this conversation almost always comes up. The good news is too that there will be more of these moments that happen in my life. 🙂