i am packed.
to go with my mother
to the greenbrier.
mm is watching the kids.
for the whole weekend.
and a birthday party.
all of it.
may the force be with him.
when i posted last year
about the greenbrier,
what i didn't mention,
is that just the day before i left,
we closed the baby factory.
the conversation went something like this...
me - "so... do you think you would want any more kids?"
mm - pause - "heck no, i'm done, three is good."
me - long pause - "oh, whew, i'm SO glad you said that."
and after four pregnancies,
and three babies,
i was done.
just like that.
most days over the past year,
i have been happy with our decision.
oh - i did spend 2.4 days wondering
what the hell we were thinking,
and i've always wanted five kids,
and i want it reversed right now.
then there were also around 35.7 days
that i wanted to call the doctor
and personally thank her again
for making sure i never have any more kids.
but the rest of the time,
i am content.
and focused on raising these three.
i don't know how i knew i was done,
but i just did.
and as much as i hated to admit defeat,
i finally did.
and now we can all look forward
to our future as
a party of five.
and i'll try not to think about it too often,
but, as ya'll know,
with six you get eggroll...