The last one

Let’s talk about the last one, no not the last potato chip, not the last piece of cake, the last baby. I’ve read articles recently and heard people talk about how sad they are to be done having children. All the last firsts and the newborn cuddles that will never happen again. Now I’m not knocking anyone for feeling this way I just feel differently.

See I’m done having children and I am 100% okay with that. Three was the magic number for me, our daughter, who is currently 13 months old, completed our family and while I am enjoying the baby stage I’m not going to miss it. The baby stage is hard, the sleepless nights, the endless diapers, the fear of choking, seriously I swear this kid has a small object detector. I’m not complaining about these things (except the choking) but I’m not necessarily going to miss them either.

People seems to dwell on the things they’ll never experience again but I’m excited for all the things we will. I can’t wait to get to do things with all my kids that they’ll all remember. To watch their personalities grow and change. Shit I’m excited to be able to drive somewhere without stressing about whether or not the baby will make it there with out having a meltdown and we’ll have to pull over.

I’m ready to enjoy my kids, all of them together. Not that I don’t enjoy them now but with a baby it gets kind of hard to evenly distributed the attention. Babies just need you more at times for the first bit. I will always cherish the moments of memories of meeting my children for the first time, snuggling their tiny bodies, and watching them start to explore their world but I’m not sad that time is coming to an end.

I will never have another newborn, or experience first words, or first steps but there will be a lot of other firsts that I am so excited for. First days of school, first time riding a bike, first dates, first jobs, the list goes on. Hopefully if you are someone who has had your last you’ll remember there will still be a lot of firsts. It’s okay to be sad about it but it’s also okay not to be. A chapter is ending but the book isn’t done, there’s still so much left to be written.

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