With that thought comes more thoughts. I start to realize all of the things I'm going to miss and that really, I'm mourning the loss of them
I'm mourning the loss of never having newborn snuggles again
I'm mourning the loss of never bringing another baby home and introducing him/her to its siblings
I'm mourning the loss of never using an infant bathtub again
I'm mourning the loss of never breastfeeding again
I'm mourning the loss of no more diapers
I'm mourning the loss of not using our highchair anymore (the same one all 3 kids have used)
I'm mourning the loss of the crib (which again, all 3 kids used and now has been converted to a full bed for Brayden)
I'm mourning the loss of never rocking another baby in our rocker
I'm mourning the loss of being pregnant
Even with all this mourning, I am so happy with where we all are. I really am. I love being a family of 5 so much. I think I am just that person who will always miss having a baby. Like I'll probably be 50 with baby fever!
But for now, I'm choosing to focus on the 5 of us and enjoying these days (which I know for a fact are the best days)
Flashback picture of when we became a family of 5 - one of my favorites
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