End of Babyhood

(We had a little dance to celebrate the end of the crib.)

I took down my youngest daughters' baby crib and it made me cry.

For the first time in nearly four years I am not 1) pregnant, 2) breastfeeding, 3) giving birth. I'm not sure what to do with myself.

I keep trying to convey this to my Bill, but I'm not sure he understands. I think my reminiscince of pregnancy and having a baby just scares him. But I don't want another one now. I'm quite happy with having two kids who become more self-sufficient and fun each day. I just can't seem to get over the fact that I don't already have another baby in my hands, that babyhood is gone for the next couple of years. I became pregnant with Josie when Maddie was barely 6 months old. According to that schedule, I should not only have a newborn by now, but I'd already be pregnant with our fourth.