When I was pregnant with my first child, one of my girlfriends decided that her family was finished and it was time to get rid of all her baby things. Before I knew it I had plastic tubs filled with more baby stuff than I knew what to do with. There were clothes, wraps, cloth nappies, bottle sterilisers, food warmers, a bath, and a few things that I still haven’t discovered the purpose of. It wasn’t a complete set because she had already given away a few items, but in a single afternoon we had almost everything that we needed to be prepared to welcome our baby to the outside world.
Going through the boxes was thrilling. As I washed and sorted everything, I satisfied almost all of my nesting drive. I added a few items along the way from second hand markets and the occasional discount rack at the shops, but we saved a small fortune. Then our daughter was with us and suddenly we were receiving more second hand things from friends who no longer needed them.
By the end of the first year I had boxes and boxes of things that our daughter no longer fit into or needed. We didn’t want to get rid of anything, because we were planning a second baby, but it was taking up an enormous amount of storage space. Then someone we knew announced that she was pregnant. We asked if she would be interested in borrowing any of our stuff, and she said that she was. Suddenly we’d helped someone avoid quite a few small expenses and our baby clothes were being worn instead of clogging up the shed.
A few weeks before her baby was born, someone else that we knew announced that she was pregnant. This friend was also interested in borrowing the stash, as it had come to be called. There were six months between the births, which was more than enough time for clothes to be grown out of, washed and put back into the tubs. After picking up the stash from the first friend I dropped it with the second friend, so it didn’t even make it back to our house in between.
By the time we needed the stash back for our second baby it had clothed two other babies. Once I made a few small repairs everything was in good enough condition to be used, and a few new items had been added. Going through it was exciting with the blend of memories and discoveries.
Our second daughter barely had time to grow out of the clothes before they were off again to the next baby. This time I won’t even have to transfer the stash between mothers, because the mother who has them knows the mother who needs them next, so they’ll sort that out between themselves. It has now grown so much that it includes bassinets, prams and toys.
Reusing and sharing the things in the stash has helped us to collectively reduce our environmental impact, because instead of having five sets of things between this group of families, we’ve only had one. Some of those clothes and bottles will have been used by nine babies by the time they come back to me next. Instead of transporting a new item from a factory in the northern hemisphere, we’re transporting a used item from the next suburb. Best of all, seeing a friend’s baby in something that your baby wore not long ago really brings on warm fuzzy feelings.
If you’re playing along at home…
…and you have a lot of clothes in storage, that you aren’t ready to get rid of yet, do you have someone you could lend them to or swap with? Have you done something like this with your friends? Please leave a comment below telling us what you shared and how it went.