I have been to the mom's and babe's hospital here twice in the last week.
To visit two new babies that have entered my life. Lucky, lucky me! (a DEFINITE "want to", for sure! Such a better day here today! :o)
One babe was a girl, Ruby. A wee little thing ... 6lbs, 2 oz.
And one was a boy, Samson, to be called Sam, a wee bigger at 8lbs, 4 oz.
OOOOOOOO .... baby snuggles, baby coos, baby faces, baby toes, baby, baby, baby. :o) Love it. It's so nice to share in their joy, and see the pride in their faces. It is a miracle each time I witness the splendor of the creation. It realllllly is. And I marvel at the prospect of our shared *title* ~ mom.
I got pangs for sure. However, this time, the pangs were logical. As if there was that angel sitting on my shoulder, filing her nails and saying "but you're out of the woods, dear .... are you sure you want to go back?!" She was a loud angel. She was audible in my ear. She was very logical.
And the *other* angel on the other shoulder was cooing and ahhh-ing with me at the splendor in front of me. The smell of the new babe, the tender heart, the magical moments that lie ahead ....the *other* angel said "oh, yes, you are so not done." She was whispering, and speaking gently, and cooing .... she wasn't logical. She spoke with my heart.
Such a conundrum. Such an impass. The pros, the cons. There are many .....
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Ah, Karin - those baby pangs! Such a tough disease to suffer from! We are fortunate that we were able to make the decision so easily and be a peace with it, still, nearly 4 years later. I wish for you the same, in time. ((HUGS))
Oh man....there are so many pro's. It is so fun,. The chatter, the laughter, the giggles, the freindship.
BUT
IT WRECKS HAVOC IN YOUR ROUTINE
Seriously. The difference between two adn three is... well, BIG. Life will never be the same. In the good and the bad ways.
Natalie, help me here, woman ;).
I know that life would change - forever. That is the reason for BOTH arguments. :o\
Some days, I am definite-both camps. Yes, one more. No, all done.
I guess the underlying thing for me - I just don't *feel* done. And that, my friends, is something I need to come to terms with.
{sigh}
Well, if you don't *feel* done, then, well, may I suggest that you are... not?
OMG, Fransie is so right. I will say upfront that Bridget is...she's wonderful, perfect, more than everything I could ever have hoped for. She rocks my world. My baby. My wee girl whose laugh is so melodious, whose hands are still those of a chubby baby, who... is, oh, she is just so "Oh!"
But three is hard. I thought it would get easier, and in some ways, the diapers, the nursing, the sippies - when all the accoutrements of having a baby in your house are finally gone, having three might be easier. But can you imagine three kids, each with individual activities to attend? Or to heck with that, let me just tell you that I really feel like I never give any one of them enough of me.
It's all irrelevant, though. You've been wrestling with this for so long - just go ahead and jump in! You're an amazing and wonderful and caring mom, and you have incredible kids and a guy to complete the picture, so...why not? It's hard, but it's not impossible. I haven't keeled over - in fact, I'm pretty sure that my heart could just about burst with love for my babes. Hits me most somedays when I look in the rearview mirror of my van and see THREE kids, but when they are all giggling and lauging together, I'm pretty sure the world is a Very Good Place. :)
Wow Nat - great advice!
Although we are *done* and glad to be so, I do have 5 month old nephew Dylan here 5 days a week. The starting over and the juggling 3 is hard, I'll admit. But I can feel pretty confident that I will not look back and regret my decision. You don't have that resolve (yet) - so I'm with Nat - you are a FAB mom with FAB kids - and if you're achin'.... jump in! :o)
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