Our apartment is super packed and I need to start getting rid of things - mostly little baby things and maternity things. These are taking up so much room and it’s made the place super uncomfortable. Even though my husband and I have agreed that we don’t have the time or money for another child, I cringe at getting rid of these things. It’s just making it so....final. Like, that’s it for me (even though it most likely is).

What on earth is wrong with me?

Probably hormones.

Anybody else gone through that?