My Last Baby

The little sir will be turning 2 soon. I’m a little shocked on how fast time goes by sometimes. I feel like I just had him. I still call him a baby but in reality he is a toddler. He is running, playing and eating all the food. There are things that still make him seem like a baby and I have really been holding on to those things. Like his pacifier and learning to use the potty. I don’t want to. I know I need to start teaching him these things but I feel like when I do, we will be all done with baby life. I have loved baby life. There have been hard moments of course but I’ve loved it.

He is our last baby. We decided after having him that we were done making babies. After I had the little missy I knew I wanted another one but was also okay if we never did. He took a little longer to come than his sister. She came within a month of not, not trying. He took about a year of not, not trying. I knew after I had him that I was done. It feels good to know that we won’t be making any more babies and I am at total peace with that. The thing is just moving on to the next season of life with kiddos. I know it will be just as wonderful or even better but there is still a part of me holding on to these baby days.

These kids, they keep me going. Looking at their smiles, laughter and joy brings me all sorts of love. The tough moments of learning patience and teaching boundaries has been the hardest part of motherhood for me. I’m learning along the way. I’m not sure who learns more everyday. I love that I can be home with them and work around their schedules.

I suppose it is time for me to let go. The next season of life with these young kids will be easier in many ways. It’s time to go with the flow and let them be who they are. This boy is so full of love. He gives the best hugs, is very sweet and typically pretty calm. Everyone says boys are so different from girls. I suppose they are but I haven’t noticed that big of a difference just yet.

I better stop stalling and get to planning his 2nd birthday party. He loves the beach, Peppa Pig and Mickey Mouse. I’m sure it will have something to do with one of those three things. This is why I take so many photos. I want to remember these sweet smiling faces and these moments in time. They are so brief and we have to embrace them to fully enjoy them.

In my attempts of moving forward, I will remember to be present in each moment. It may be the hardest part when we live in a fast paced world but that is also something I can change. I can slow down and enjoy, embrace and live in the moment. Here and now with my babies.

To all you mamas going through a season of change, I feel ya. xo, Bri

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One Response to My Last Baby

  1. Maureen April 17, 2017 at 10:36 am #

    My baby just turned one, but I’m feeling all the last baby feels over here too. I will not promote him to toddler just yet. Hugs!