I never make forever promises when it comes to babies. I reserve the right to change my mind. But at this time, I feel like our little family is complete. I used to hear my other friends say they were never having another baby, and I would want to feel that way too. I wished that I didn't need another one. I wished my heart didn't ache with that need. I know that my nature leads me to always take things too far. Too many goats, too big a garden - one step too far. I was worried that because of how much I love babies, my brain would never shut off that constant drive to have another. Finally - some peace. I have no little voice telling me how to talk Josh into another baby. It is silent. It's all set.
Quishy completes the set.
For the first time, I am ready for what happens after baby having is done. I am excited to go through the process with them. The birthday parties, the Easter egg hunts, the sporting events, the first dates, the prom. Fighting the girls off Max. All the parenting/kiddo milestones.
I am a wife, a mom, a NICU nurse (who fakes it in the ER), a city mouse learning to be a country mouse, a smart mouth, an over emotional nut jar, a normalish neo-homesteader, and a converted spoiled brat.