Both Paul and I feel good about this decision, and when she arrived...I felt that feeling of our family being complete.
It is also well known, I have a hard time being pregnant. So it was really easy to say that she was going to be our last when I was pregnant, because I was feeling miserable.
The other night somewhere between the 12 something AM feeding and the 3 something AM feeding...I started to feel sad that this was our last baby, and I wondered if I was making the right decision.
In those wee hours of the morning when the house was quiet, and I was rocking Bri in her pink and yellow owl nursery I was thinking...
When she outgrows clothes, I won't save them in my basement hoping to pass them down to another little one.
I will have to cherish all those milestones a little more, because we won't have another baby to enjoy them with.
When I finally started giving Bri baths, and washed all of that new baby smell off...I got a little sad. That is the best smell ever, and I was hoping it would last a little longer.
After I got a little emotional, I went back to sleep...and I woke up and came to my senses.
3 kids is definitely enough crazy.
7 comments:
I'm so glad you're back to blogging. Bri is so perfectly beautiful. I love her pj's. Congrats!
Okay I totally need to come see this nursery!! And you can have more, and not give birth to them ya know ;), that is how we will get our Izzy...... Someday.......
I would keep those clothes in a box in the basement...at least for a little while until you are sure. :) Bri sure is beautiful. Congratulations to you all!
Boy how I relate! Almost 2yrs later from my third and I still have those crazy thoughts every day. Even though I was certain she was our last I still can't bring myself to get rid of her clothes. We just got a dog. Maybe that will help. :-)
That is a really beautiful picture of you and Bri up there.
Yeah or you could end up like my friends who thought they were done - gave away the clothes and got a surprise #4 baby :)
I can totally relate. Even though I knew for a fact Livi was our last, I was still sentimental and sad when I had to pack away her baby clothes, pass down the baby gear and donate the rocking chair. But now I love watching the kids grow up. They're SO amazing!
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