the end of birthing babies

I never thought i would blog this one, but there's too many good thoughts to pass up.

Dave and I have decided to take the plunge into cutting off (pardon the pun!) the family kid limit at 3. We're actually sitting in the urology office as we speak. He's falling asleep on the couch next to me from the Valium he took just before his procedure. I'm sure that's why they have couches and I'm sure they have Valium for all those jittery husbands just like mine.

He barely made it in the building without falling over and he kept trying to give me directions to the office. That's funny in itself because Dave is definitely the directionally challenged of the family.

I know it's debatable about when and how to end having children, but we've hit that point where we feel complete and both at peace with our little family of 5. There is a settled feeling about moving forward from here. Camping trips without a crawling baby and no more hurried appointments/errands in between feedings.

I knew once i got pregnant with Sam that he would be our last. Now, it's official, or it will be in about an hour (he just went back and did NOT want me to be there - frankly I didn't either). We are a family of 5 with 2 girls and a boy. It feels great!