Monday, September 7, 2015
There of course are frustrations, when I want him to just go to bed.... to stop following me around, but he is my last little baby, so I am really trying to to focus on snuggling and enjoying every moment I can, because one time- it will be memories.
I love my little ones, and this is different, because I usually had delivered another baby by this time and had my time divided between a new baby and a three year old toddler.
Its hard not to have another baby, it is hard to know that this is my last snuggle bug, and I don't like it. Being a mother has been such a huge part of my life- leaving this stage is a struggle for me. What will it look like? Will I still be needed? Loved? How will we navigate this?
A huge part of me hopes that this is not my last baby, I don't feel done. My heart aches for more nursing time, for more baby-wearing time, for more singing, and feeling a baby move in my womb