There is a time in every mother’s life where they hit a very important point when it comes to their children. It is that point when you go from having babies to raising them. Although it has been a couple of years since we made a decision to stop at three children, we are finally at that moment when my youngest son is the exact same age his brother was when he was conceived. So even though I have had a child this age before, I have never had a child this age as my youngest child.
Before we know it he will turn four and all things baby will be a thing of the past for us. We will no longer have to buy diapers (hoping to hit this sometime before summer.) We have put away the crib and have moved on from baby toys and sippy cups. All three can sleep through the night well, unless they are sick or some other random issue. I need to work on selling off my baby carriers and lingering baby/toddler clothes. We just don’t need them anymore.
This is weird, but in a good way. I know some people hit this stage and yearn for another baby. I do not. I am perfectly fine just having three children. If I see a newborn, I think they are the sweetest thing in the world. They might sigh and coo and remind me of when my own babies were that age but I don’t have a big desire to have another one of my own. In the back of my mind I am looking forward to my brother having his own children and later on becoming grandparents.
It has been 10 years since we dove head first into the parenting pool. We had no idea what having babies would mean or what our little family would look like. We didn’t know how far apart they would be or if they would be boys or girls. All we knew is that we were ready to become Mommy and Daddy.
Sometimes I look at my husband and remember those days before kids came. The carefree, relaxing all weekend days. I feel like we have been in the Mommy and Daddy roles for so long that those moments seem like a lifetime ago. And yet, we are slowing getting them back. No, we don’t have the same carefree lifestyle, who does? But it is the little things. Like when they are all in school and we can have a lunch date.
And it isn’t as though we have lost each other, we have just taken on different roles. And now it is nice to be able to enjoy my husband in a kid-free environment more often than we have been in the past.
I have a lot of friends who have just had babies. They are in a different stage than I am. They are in the mist of having babies, still wondering if they should add anymore to the mix. And when I look at them it feels so strange to think all of that is behind us. That it is just a memory. Something to think about, to see pictures of and to tell stories about.
In the next few years we will have teenagers in our house. Teenage boys! Kinda worried about that grocery budget. That is hard for me to believe but I know it will happen just as my babies grew from little ones to children. I don’t want to rush any stage. I want to enjoy it for what it is. To enjoy the benefits of it and pray through the difficulties. But it is nice to reflect on where you are and what stage you are currently in.