So I have made the decision that this is my last baby. I have been blessed with two beautiful healthy babies and so far this pregnancy has been fairly non eventful- even if I have felt awful and miserable the entire time. I was blessed with the ability to fall pregnant quickly and without complication. I count these blessings every day as I watch gorgeous close friends struggle for years to conceive. What I wouldn’t do to hand over my fertility to them now that I feel I am done. Having children is such a sacred thing, and if my body and mind would support me I would have a million more… But the more I have the harder it gets. The patience wears a little thinner, money gets tighter and time gets poorer. I remember my first pregnancy. I would get asked how far I was… My response would always be in weeks and days ’13wks4days’. My husband even knew the weeks. Baby number two I knew what week I was in… My husband would text me to see how far. This baby…. I quickly consult an app on my phone for the answer! My husband was telling people I was due two whole months later than I was!
How time changes when you have two other little human beings consuming all of your time. But really, I wouldn’t wish it away for a second.
Having two and a half healthy babies has out so much into perspective for me. The house is messy and unorganised, my hair is swept up into a simple bun… But my babies are happy and content. Their smiles light up the world of many people, and their personalities exude so much joy. Love knows no bounds when it comes to children….
Maybe one more wouldn’t hurt?
Posted by haldem337, 31st March 2014