Today my niece baby J came for tea. My sister-in-law is away for the weekend for my other sister-in-law to be’s Hen Night in Palma. My sister is there too but I couldn’t go. (She’s having another hen weekend in Manchester soon so I won’t miss out. )
SO, my brother Dave has my niece ME (4) and baby J (20 months) all weekend all by himself.
Tonight ME had a party to go to and I knew Dave might struggle to watch ME and J as they’ll both want to go on different things, so J came for tea at Auntie Jo’s instead.
We played, I changed yucky nappies and then we had tea with even more food than usual ending up on the floor. At 6.30pm I sat them all in front of the TV for some calm down time. Miss M goes up for her bath and bed at 7pm and Dave was due to pick up an already sleepy baby J then too.
J snuggled between my two little monkeys, and just for a moment I thought to myself, ‘This is what it would be like if we had three…’
And I stopped with that thought for a minute.
And I realized something.
I am really happy with two.
I’m happy with where they are in their lives. I’m happy having a hand for each, a knee for each. I’m happy that I have time to listen to them and that they only have to compete with each other for my attention. They are enough.
Sometimes I get broody. I feel sad that I will probably never again have that tiny little person snuggled up on my shoulder in the middle of the night when everyone else is dreaming. I miss those chubby little arms reaching for me, those gummy grins, the sleepy cuddles, the tiny socks and shoes.
But I realize, I can still have that with baby J, or my friends little ones. And mine are still both little and cuddly at 3 and 7.
So I smile at Misses E and M snuggled up close with baby J squidged between them. I enjoy this quiet moment of them being together, being the big cousins, looking after her. But I also smile when I hand her back to her Daddy, and when I wave goodbye, and then I take my own babies up for a bath and a book and a squeeze.
Two is good.
Mr B will be so happy.
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Yes, two is good…I stopped at two and I can’t remember why…Mac says because we didn’t want three (he reads over my shoulder). LOvely post!
Sandi
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww….I love knowing your sense of content with what you have. I am content as well. Life is good.
Love the photo of all the feet. very sweet!
have a great weekend.
Contentment is such a blessing, congrats luv!
It is always nice to realize that we are, indeed, content and happy. I always find it rather a shock. Then I laugh.
Good on you.
2 is perfect.
We came this close [--] to deciding to have three just last week. In fact we had a half hearted attempt at trying for another one before we decided it wouldn’t be a good idea (so if I announce a pregnancy next month you have to pretend that you think we planned it ok).
Two is good. if only because we would have to buy a bigger house if we had more.
Awww, great picture! I still think I want 3, but let’s not tell CB that yet…I’m still biding my time to ask to go off the pill.
*insert shifty eyes here*
Two is good for me too…
I just love that photo. My daughter has three children and I think she found having the third was far more difficult than she imagined it would be (juggling activities can be a nightmare). The oldest can now babysit so that’s a bonus!
Two was a lovely number for us. Sometimes, when our sons were teens, two seemed like a very big number. Now, the boys are men and dads, two is the perfect number.
Two is a good number. We had two then MWM got snipped. However, he floored me recently by saying “I wish we’d had a little girl” WTF our youngest is 32! :0
What a great feeling knowing that you are happy with things just the way they are.
Sandi, maybe it was just instinct. I always think I kind of wouldn’t manage three, but my mum had four and did great, and my friend has three and is equally complete. I suppose in your heart you know what is right for you and your situation.
Corey, thanks hon. You’re a love.
Kim, you’re right. I have been a bit broody but Mr B says he’s too old and I get that, but seeing them all yesterday really made me think about it.
Mie, it was a shock. But an Ok one.
Maria, hee hee, especially our two right?
Dan, that’s a good reason at the moment. I suppose the baby could always sleep in a drawer if one came along…or a shoe?
Lilacspecs, ahhh I hope it’s soon. Seems to me you’re ready, what with the shifty eyes and all.
Dumdad, ahh yes, brainbox and the frog princess, they sound pretty perfect.
Chrisb, I bet it’s hard. I don’t know how my mum did it with four. As a grown up I’m so glad she did though.
Molly I think so too. Though if I change my mind then I suppose three will become the new perfect for me. ;D
Akela, that must have been weird. I think that’s the thing for me, I have two beautiful girls, but I sometimes wonder what our little boy would be like too. I’m now hoping my brother Ste and his wife-to -be Sarah have a little boy soon, then I’ll borrow him.
Mrs Weasley it’s good. There’s so much to look forward to and experience. Part of me is loathe to leave the baby years behind, but part of me says, come on life, what’s next?
My neighbor has three and complains all the time about how she can’t do anything/go anywhere, it’s too hard with three. Then in the next breath she says she wants a fourth. WTH? What I’ve deduced from that is that 2 is a good number, but three might you crazy
I’ve only got one and am so over the whole diaper thing I probably shouldn’t comment at all.
teach me your ways, oh wise one!! teeeeaaaaach!! seriously i’ll pay you. what do you want. name your price. i’ll double it! (oh wait, you’re not driving a hard bargain, are you. ..)
BelleV, The nappy thing puts us off too. Mrb says he’s too old and can’t cope with the rough nights as well and I know what he means. I do like the tiny baby stage though, it tugs at my heart.
Holl, do you want more? I never knew that, we must discuss. Hee hee.
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