Those Baby Days, Over?
I’ve really been noticing lately the lack of babies around here. For the first time in over four years, we have none. Robby is nothing like a baby anymore, at a little over two and talking constantly. And so, we are officially baby-less.
It’s very strange.
What’s more. Robby is roughly the age that Sam was when his little brother was born. That makes no sense…Robby is almost 2 years and 3 months old. Sam was 2 years and 3 months old when Robby was born. (Now let us take a collective pause to say OHMYGODWHATWEREWETHINKING!?)
Another way to say it: Robby is currently wearing the clothes that Sam was wearing in their first pictures together. So how could I not be reminded of babies every morning as we get dressed?
Mmmm…babies. I’ll admit I’m experiencing a little bit of fever over babies. Every so often, there’s a pang. Like when someone says “Baby.” Or I see some booties or other ridiculously cute and small thing. Or when Robby tells me he wants to be a big brother just like Sam. Or when Sam comes in and helps me unload the dishwasher without even being asked, and I think for a miniscule moment that I might be doing a decent job at this mothering gig.
And part of it is that as of late I’ve been feeling really good, really happy. I’m happy to be home with the boys. I enjoy our days (usually…ok, sometimes:). I have more energy.
It makes me feel like I could do it all again.
But then again, maybe I have all this energy because for the first time in years I don’t have any…babies.
Oh, I’m a little scared to leave the first comment and I wouldn’t try to persuade you one way or another (well, maybe a little), but life with big kids is sweet! Just think in no time at all you’ll have uninterruped nights, no diapers or diaper bags and the whole family can go to the movies and plaly board games together! OK, if you decide to go for #3, just ingnore all that until later.
could be… baby fever happens…
Oh, boy! I can totally relate. After having three, I never thought I would feel this way again. However, I was recently unpacking some boxes and found the keepsake boxes I had made for the kids. When I opened them and began looking at all of the pictures, booties, and tiny hospital t-shirts, I started to cry. It was like it had hit me that I will probably never be able to experience the baby stages again. Oh, how I love babies!
Beth- there’s always grandkids! LOL
I was feeling the same way this past week! Mitch will be home in a few months from the Middle East, and we have to have “the talk”- about more babies! But lately, I have been feeling selfish, and feel like I can give them more love and attention with the two of them.
AND, I am thinking about how I really don’t want to have a girl! I like all boys! (did I just say that?)
Oh, I admit I dream of those days- no more babies. There is energy? You promise?
But I just saw a friend’s newborn snuggled up on her like newborns do all scrunchy like and NEWBORN and I WANT.
Steph
There is absolutely no doubt that you are doing an awesome job of this “mothering gig”. We too are well on our way to “no baby land” since the baby is getting more and more grown up every day. It’s funny reading this post knowing that Peter just had THEE appointment this week. As in the one where he brought home a hilarious pamphlet explaining “the procedure” complete with diagrams etc. Anyway. I guess that pretty much means we’re done, although it’s not a done deal yet. And I have this feeling in my gut that once it is indeed a done deal I will experience a kind of mourning, even though it won’t be my nether reasons which will be aching. At least, not in the same way. Is this all too much information? sorry.
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My first two are also 2 years 3 mo. apart… the next two are going to be 2 years 5 mo. apart and I, too, am sitting here thinking: WHAT THE HELL WE WERE THINKING? {we weren’t thinking, but that’s another issue}
I have a theory that the first child is way more mature then the second — so at that point in time, it made sense.
hmmmmm
There’s good both ways- I can share this: my little guy is in kindergarten now and it’s so neat sitting down and talking about school, practicing letters, etc
It’s so strange. When I see babies, I want MY baby to be a baby again. I don’t want another, I just want mine back the way he was.
I miss you lady. I’m the world’s worst commenter. I’m never on a “real” computer very long and if I am I try to slap a post up, so I do most of my reading from my Blackberry.
We totally sucked out on meeting for a drink. Let’s plan something before Valentine’s day