I don't know if it's a "feels like the end of a chapter in my life", or "I cannot believe I won't ever hold one of my newborn babies again", or "am I really this *@#$%* Old?" kinda thing. But, I went into systems overload! I never wanted kids when we first married, and here I am with FOUR (the Masses); and it's great!!!! Yeah, there are some days I'd like to sell 'em to gypsies and pay 'em to keep 'em, but I really do enjoy them SO MUCH! And trust me, dogs are not the same, nor are hammies. If you asked me (and you know you want to), NO I DO NOT WANT MORE CHILDREN! But, I am definitely a KEEP-THE-OPTIONS-OPEN kinda gal. First, it really is time, and Neva Kate is truly a miracle, and I cannot afford another helicopter ride... not to mention the 'David' guy's insightful input that I should stop breeding. But I don't feel right about closing off channels that were made open; and I have a VERY RELIABLE form of BC in use - so why the rush?
Does he think a little snippy can possibly compete with two episiotomies and two C-sections? Well, the Hub will be really disappointed to find out that NO, it cannot even compare (shall we factor in the growing and breastfeeding part - the whole ' trump card'?) I mean, I'm more reliable housing than the biodome, right? And much better dressed, too! Is he awake nights fearful that we could reproduce AGAIN? This is not what I had in mind, mind you, hence the BIRTH CONTROL!
But I understand... he's a guy. And men like to finish a project, and move on. So, he's finished his project, and he's ready to move on! This is hard for me b/c I have a 6 mos. old, and she is growing up way too quickly. I know she is the 'final four', and I want to savor every moment (except the one last night where she shrieked at me at 3am for changing her diaper BEFORE the Ninni); I want to remember each and every second like a slide show in my mind, b/c I suppose, I am not ready for it to end,... but I will be, and I have faith everything will be alright. And that we will only have four children - four fantastic-ly lovely children... denting the wall in the basement... right now... and I may have to amend the number after I head down there... though I am now reminding my self that children are a blessing, and sons a reward (Proverbs?)... emphasis on reward... theirs in heaven... where they may be goin' soon!!!! (J/K!!!!!)
Have now warned the Masses via God's gift to multiple storied home owners, the intercom, that I am on my way... and it is VERY eerily quiet down there now... (to be continued)
(really suspenseful,eh?)
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