So let's go back over that day's events. We got back from the hospital that morning. I took a nap. Mom had Caroline. The Smith's arrived and then they had Caroline. Then I couldn't breathe and everything is pretty much a blur from there. Three days later I came home and didn't remember her wearing the outfit, much less where it went.
A month later I started missing it and started the search. Two months pass, bringing us to now. While loading up my car with a giant box, I found a plastic bag tied up in the back of my car. What could it be? I opened it to find the missing outfit, along with a blanket I didn't even remember having. Yes, it was covered in 3 months of yuck from being in the back of my car. And no, it won't fit because it was one of the outfits that actually fit her 3 months ago. But at least now I have the first outfit she wore.
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