To just get rid of it all?

[Hoardernomore]

So far this week I’ve got rid of 18 bags of rubbish / recycling / stuff for charity shop from our average sized house. I’m still going.
I’ve got rid of christening cards, scan photos, wedding cards, thanks you cards, Mother’s Day cards, baby memory boxes, new baby stuff and momentoes. All gone. Drawings by the kids, photos, hand made stuff from school and nursery.
Also gone are all my books and cds, toys my children don’t use, random stuff we’ve accumulated like wires that I have no idea of their purpose anymore.
My gran died last year and she’d kept so much, and we had to chuck most of it. I’ve concluded it is all just stuff, at some point it has to be thrown away and actually it’s easier for me to do it than my children once I’m dead.

My friend thought I’d lost the plot when I told her everything had gone. Aibu? I just think it’s stuff. It’s all pointless really.

I never bought a scan photo for this reason. Didn’t start a memory box. We have 6 frames on our kitchen wall which I alternate the children’s art work in. I don’t keep it.

I haven’t kept their hospital bands, first baby gro, first tooth, first lock of hair, first printed hand prints.

I love my sons to the absolute death. But what do I need that for? I know the outfit the came home in. I know how perfect they were on their 12 week, 20 week scan.

I have kept and printed, a picture of them from the day they were born. The newspaper from the day they were born, and their first ‘solo’ art work.

Currently decluttering mu way through towels, bedding and blankets whilst watching tv.
Only have a snall is cupboard to store these things and it drives me nuts that it avalanches whenever its opened.
So using this thread as inspiration :)
Dont think im at the level of being as ruthless as you yet op but it must feel so freein not living amongst so much stuff x

I must say, I didn't think that every little thing my children produced was precious. Much of it clearly wasn't precious to anyone e.g. scrappy worksheets brought home from school, found scrunched up in the bottom of a school bag.

DS now has his own child (and like me, isn't a hoarder), but has just given me a bag of outgrown baby clothes to take to the charity shop. But he did take back one little shirt which meant something to him.