For Spring Break last week, we did a staycation and went to stay at a hotel with an indoor water park, the same place we went to for Spring break 5 years ago. Jay and I were talking about the last time we stayed here, thinking it was maybe 2-3 years ago but we were shocked that it was 5 years ago! The girls were 2 and 3 years old, they were right around our son’s age. We didn’t realize how tiny they were when we brought them here last time. Then it made me really sad that in the blink of an eye, the girls grew up so big and it’ll be the same with our boy. Here is the blog post from 5 years ago if you want to take a look at how small our girls were.
Gah, this is a perfect picture but my setting was wrong! Don’t you hate when that happens?
We jumped on the beds, swam a ton, ate at amazing restaurants, late night vending machine run where we each got to pick a treat, me and my girl forgetting our hotel room # and walking around the hallway and right as I was gonna knock, sure that it was our room, a guy inside coughed right by the door, making us jump and run away laughing hysterically, silly dance parties in the elevator and classy mooning my family(classy mooning = lifting up my dress with my underwear still on. Underwear = my sexy garments) after making sure there wasn’t a video camera, then Natural Museum of Curiosity and now we are home recuperating from all the fun!
And my thoughts on this midnight and a question for all you late nighters like me:
1. Why the heck do I look pregnant in the last photo?😭 I’m NOT pregnant, guys. But maybe I should do some sit-ups… after I finish my Symphony bar.
2. Speaking of pregnancy, I want to ask you, how did you decide you were done having more kids?
I told my husband over a year ago that I was ready to have another one, if I were to have one more I wanted my 4th very close in age to my 3rd child. He said he would pray about it and 1.5 yrs. later, I guess he’s still praying!😂 But now that my 3rd is almost 3, I feel it’s too late now!
With our 3rd child, I had a very strong feeling that there was a boy in Heaven waiting to come into our family. Everytime I watched a movie or a commercial and saw a little boy in it, I would get teary-eyed and feel again that there was a spirit meant to be with us. So even though I was perfectly content with two kids and having only girls, the only reason why I had another child was because I knew God wanted me to. Well, I don’t have that strong feeling that there is another child up there for us, which makes this more confusing. The only reason I wanted a 4th was so he/she would be close to my 3rd, having him when his two older sisters were 4 and 5 yrs. old, I felt my two girls whom are only 16 months apart are basically twins so he would feel left out. I was willing to have another just for my son. But now the gap would be pretty much the same as my girls and him, even if I got pregnant right now, which would defeat the whole purpose.
And now, I’m so comfortable having an almost potty-trained youngest child and he’ll go to preschool this Fall, which means finally free time for me to pursue my passions! I want to start a sewing YouTube channel and take sewing classes in College!
If it wasn’t for the no sleep for a year and morning sickness, oh, and heartburn, birth and recovery, engorged breasts and breastfeeding a newborn a.k.a a piranha, and the first poop after birth, I’d have another child asap.😉 But deep inside, I still ask myself, “What if…? Will I regret not having one more for my son later? Will our son grow up always wishing for another sibling?”
So I want to ask you, how did you come to the conclusion of how many kids you want? That your youngest would be your last? Do you wish you had more but it’s too late? Or are you completely happy with the number of kids you have?
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