So, I think, at the tender age of 25 I am finished with having anymore children, I mean does it get any easier after 3?
From an early age I have always wanted children, i’m quite a maternal person and I knew I wanted to be a mummy one day. I didn’t plan to have 3 children as such, it just all seemed to fall into place.
Life with 3 children can be hard but before my youngest was born I was always broody. I LOVE being pregnant, the first tiny flutters into full blown rib kicks, the pregnancy glow, the pregnancy hair and the amazing feeling that you are growing a life inside of you. Oh and that extra attention you get (hehe)
I would see newborn babies and get a pang of jealousy, even though I already had 2 gorgeous children. Nothing would take the unbearable ache for another baby away, even holding tiny babies-hearing the horror stories of the birth, how tired their mummy was and how difficult the baby is. I still longed for, what I thought was, the missing piece to my puzzle.
Fast forward to now I am sitting here writing this post, eating my dinner, in peace and quiet. All 3 of my children are tucked up in their beds and I know they probably won’t wake up until the early hours. This however will be only for a quick cuddle and soothing kiss goodnight. I know in the morning they can feed themselves, well my 2 eldest, whilst I drink a hot cup of tea and then we can all snuggle watching a film or Cbeebies. That is until WW3 starts and my real day begins!
I never thought the constant broodiness would subside. Well I think it has…
How do you know when your family is complete?
Do you ever feel finished?
Or are you just in limbo?
I would absolutely love to hear your answers.
Lots of love