With the first baby it seemed like everything was a blur. I always thought I would have 4 kids, or more, but after two difficult (but not life threatening) pregnancies I find myself wondering if this might be our last baby. Other health concerns have come along, and now I am unsure as to whether or not there will be a Baby #3. We are very blessed with two beautiful, healthy, wild boys. But now, as my second maternity leave comes to an end - I find myself thinking - what if this will be the last maternity leave I have? My last fall at home with the boys? What if this is my last snuggle in bed with a baby? What if this is the last time my little boy will crawl on top of me and rest his head on my chest, free of any worries, lost in a peaceful sleep?
The days go by so quickly. Yes, I am exhausted. Yes, my body has taken a bit of a beating. Yes, I would enjoy a night of uninterrupted sleep. But really - what I really, truly want - is more time. More snuggles. More kisses. More baby noises.
Soon this will be over - and they will grow into a new phase. We will make new memories. But this is a special time. Slow down. Slow. Down.