This week was the first week I felt that pang - the one that I think I'll occasionally feel when someone announces a new pregnancy, or introduces a brand new family member. It was the first time I really thought "Am I sure I'm done having babies?"
I am sure, of course (I think) (definitely). I love babies. I love my babies. But I don't feel like there's a baby missing from this family. Lucy doesn't feel like a middle child to me. And if I'm really honest, I think some of those pangs are born of selfishness. Of me thinking that if I did it again, brought home a newborn that turns into infant that turns into a toddler that becomes an infuriating/lovable pre-schooler and so on... (not sure, still look ahead to/dreading whatever comes after preschool), I would do it better. I would handle it better. I would be more patient, less emotional, happier, better able to live in each moment. Less regretful when things don't go as planned (do they ever, with a baby?).
A new baby would be like a competition, a chance for a do-over.
That is not a reason to have a baby. So those pangs - I know they'll show up, every now and then. But they will be set aside.
And really, aren't these two enough for anyone? This family of four, we make a pretty good dance party.
The Awesome Robot
Perhaps a Hint of Classical Training?
A Father-Son Dance
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Those videos are fantastic! Finn is gonna be the only one at the dance doing the robot, I bet!
ReplyDeleteWhat fun. . .makes me feel as if I'm right there. . .so very cute!Mimi
ReplyDeleteHa! Awesome videos. Mark is a good sport :-)
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