
When my daughter was born, it just so happened that two of my
closest friends had both given birth to baby girls a few months
ahead of me.
After giving birth, my friends found themselves with a lot of
maternity clothes they didn't plan on wearing again. And since I
was in the middle of MY pregnancy, they mailed them to me. It was a
Godsend.
Months later, after the birth of my own daughter, the six-month
old's mama began mailing outgrown clothes to the three-month old's
mama. And the three-month old's mama would mail outgrown clothes to
my newborn. And when MY daughter outgrew the clothes, I'd pass them
on to whoever I thought might need them. Our daughters' are all
five now (where does the time go?), and the cycle still continues.
And although we each live in different states, it's SO much more
affordable to swap than continually buying new.
I knew how fortunate I was to have this incredible support,
especially being a single parent on a very limited budget. But I
always felt for those who weren't as lucky. What about parents who
DIDN'T have a network of generous friends like I did? For me, that
was the key. I KNEW these people. I trusted them. It wasn't like
going to a thrift store and purchasing a faceless stranger's
hand-me-downs. Don't get me wrong! I've made many a thrift store
purchase, but there's some kind of wonderful difference when it's
personal. In my mind, swapping is an inherently intimate practice.
You're trading pieces of your life, after all!
And then, as the economy gradually tanked, I joined the ranks of
many parents who found themselves unemployed after an "economic
lay-off." Every family I knew was faced with a tighter belt than
ever before. I wanted to help. I wanted to repay the generosity of
those who helped me when I needed it. I wanted to share what I DID
have.
I thought there were probably a whole lot of people out there who
felt the same.
I'm hoping I'm right.
Darcy
swapmamas@gmail.com
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