i am packed.
to go with my mother
to the greenbrier.
again!
mm is watching the kids.
for the whole weekend.
gymnastics,
gymnastics meet,
school,
ncaa basketball,
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.
forever.
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.
truly content,
and focused on raising these three.
right.
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...
1 comment:
oh man, i've been having the same feelings since we closed shop forever here too. it's been strong lately and lets just say i've been a little *grumpy* as of recent knowing we can't have any more. it was more the husband's idea than mine. he knew he was done. i should've been too considering we almost didn't have me come out of the last one alive. so, i get it. with six you get eggroll. with five you get special sauce? sorry, that was vulgar and i pretty disgusting even for me. : )
p.s. security word is "woomon" like oh wooomon i feel your pain!
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