I was a lucky one. I conceived my son on the first try. He is a R&R baby. In military speak, he was conceived on military leave – literally – the day his father came home from training. He was on a short leave before we started our next adventure: England.
My sister was nine months pregnant with her first. I was so glad my government passport and VISA got delayed because I did not miss the day I became an Aunt. It was going to be a beautiful day but I had morning sickness and could barely keep down crackers at nine weeks pregnant. I sat in the delivery room all day with my sister, her husband, and my mom waiting for this first miracle in our family to arrive while the waiting room was buzzing with family. I couldn’t believe this would be me in just seven short months.
But it wouldn’t be me.
My sweet Grandmother was so excited for her first great-grand. She told a friend at dinner that night she just met her great-granddaughter and I was carrying her second great-grand. She carried on to say that I was moving to England that weekend but I would be home to deliver.
But I wouldn’t be home.
The day my niece was born, and subsequently two more nieces that came along, the room was packed with anxious grandmothers, grandfathers, aunts, uncles, sisters, cousins and lifelong friends. The room was filled with excitement. The second baby we spent hours guessing the gender based on a single photo we received as she recovered from a C-Section. The love in the air was overwhelming and a blissful high. New birthdays are the best days.
But mine wasn’t.
I delivered in a military hospital in the United Kingdom. It took a kind doctor to tell the nurses at midnight that I was in labor and to stop sending me home. I didn’t progress and was in agony for weeks. I spent three weeks of latent labor with constant contractions 10-15 minutes apart. My room was silent most of the day. My -then- husband and I watched How I Met Your Mother for hours on DVD. We did not have internet and our phones barely had service.
I had no family waiting on me. I did not have a room filled down the hall with everyone waiting to meet the precious new family member. I did not have constant visitors while I labored to keep me company.
I was alone and my waiting room was empty.
Once he was born, we had to use calling cards to contact our family. He was three hours old when I first spoke to my mom and all I could do was cry. Why wasn’t she here?! Why don’t I get to have my mom when I become a mom? There was no Skype. There was just a very grainy and tiny BlackBerry image sent via email. That is how my family met my son for the first time.
It was unfair. I felt like a moment was taken from me.
I had made friends that became family. Those three immediately came and helped me become a mom. They held my hand, showed me the ropes and let me cry. I was only twenty-one. You think you’re an adult but you’re never too old to need your mom. I needed her so much and cried most nights when we messaged via Facebook. I did not have the heart to let her know I was sobbing most nights. Looking back, I suffered from severe PPD that went untreated from my primary doctor when I asked for help.
Our first night home I laid in bed sobbing, again. It was his first night in our home, laying in my cradle from when I was a baby. I cried wishing my family was there. I wished they could see his beautiful blonde hair, his chubby cheeks and his sweet cuddles. I just wished they were there.
So I just laid there and cried.
When my son was eight days old, we picked up our dog from the airport. To our surprise, my mom and sister were waiting for me. They didn’t let my stubbornness or the money keep them from missing those first days for anything in the world.
I got to experience my moment at the arrivals of Terminal Five at London Heathrow. It always reminds me of the opening scene of Love Actually because the quote will always take me back to that place in time. It was the happiest moment of my life to be able to hand my mom her first grandson.
My waiting room may have been empty, but the love was always there even if it was from an ocean away.
Each year I feel like I buy my son more clothes than he could ever need, but the moment I am looking for a pair of pants that fit, they are all missing. I’m constantly looking for a deal on his clothes and now that he’s no longer in the toddler section, the prices doubled on me. I almost fell over at Kohls the other day when his shorts were $17 when the same brand in toddler were only $8.
So I finally decided I need to find a better way. I'm a single mom on a budget but I'm also one for convenience. I hate shopping at second hand stores and never finding the quality I want, sizes I need or the styles that fit my son. I went to a few consignment sales but they all fell short until last Spring when a friend offered me the 'early passes' she couldn't use. So I tried Teri's Kidz Consignment Sale in Mooresville and it was by far the best sale I had ever been to.
I know I’m a Mooresville girl so it could easily come across that I love this sale because of the convenience, and that’s true. It is very convenient for me to drop off my consigned items during the week or to stop in to shop on the sale weekend, but that isn’t why I love it. I’ve been to a few in Huntersville, Concord and North Charlotte that are deemed amazing by my friends but I was never impressed. I usually only found one item that wasn’t worth my while.
So why should you drive up to Mooresville this weekend to shop Teri’s Kidz Consignment Sale? For a few reasons.
1- It’s organized. Literally everything has its place that is clearly labeled.
2- There is a HUGE assortment. Literally.
3- The pricing is low. Teri recommends to all the cosigners to price low or donate after the sale.
4- The location is amazing. There is a ton of parking and this year at their new location, they have so much space with thousands of items.
5- Teri is incredibly kind. She truly cares about everyone who is a part of the sale from the volunteers to cosigners to the parents who shop and the kiddos who tag along.
There is no surprised that Teri’s Kidz Consignment Sale has been ranked #1 the last SIX years for Charlotte’s best Consignment Sale!
The sale begins this Sunday, April 3rd at 1pm at Merinos Home Furniture Warehouse. The entire schedule and information will be at the bottom of this post.
WHY I CONSIGNED WITH TERI’S KIDZ
This is my second season as a consignor at Teri’s Kidz Consignment Sale. I had never consigned before but a co-worker told me I should do it. You know, with the 12 trash bags worth of clothing I had stored for that “next baby” that won’t be happening anytime soon. So I started to think she’s right. Most of those clothes I don’t HAVE to hold onto. I could sell them to kids that could use them now and make a few bucks.
Now if you ever consign, I highly recommend purchasing a tagging gun. It saves HOURS. No lie. I hate safety pins so it completely saves the time it takes for me to clip every single sales tag. I got mine for $10 on Amazon with 2000 tags. Boom.
Teri makes her consignment a breeze. I had no clue what I was doing and she helped me along the way. Between the detailed instructions and the private group chat for consignors, there is a wealth of support to help everyone. She even organizes hangers to give to cosigners in need. I haven’t seen any other consignment organized in this way! It’s truly fantastic. The way she helps her consignors only shows how much she cares and the reason they come back year after year until their babies are too big to consign clothing!
Teri limits her cosigners to 350 with a minimum count of items. If you wish to have more information to be a consignor in the Fall, please contact Teri through the website.
WHEN AND WHERE?
500 S MAIN ST
Mooresville, NC, 28115
Hours to Shop?
Sun. April 3rd ~ 1:00 pm-7:00 pm
Mon. April 4th ~ 9:00 am- 7:00 pm
Tues. April 5th ~ 9:00 am-7:00 pm
Wed. April 6th ~ 9:00 am- 7:00 pm
Thurs. April 7th ~ 9:00 am- 7:00 pm
Fri. April 8th ~ 9:00 am- 8:00 pm 50% off Most Items
Sat. April 9th ~ 8:00 am- 12pm 50% off Most Items
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