Yes, you read that right. I'm done. Done. DONE!
I've always thought I would have 5 kids, but I also thought I would have 3 boys and 2 girls. With at least one set of twins… (Thank you, Lord, for not answering that one!) I have 3 girls and 1 boy. When I had the boy, my Doctor asked if we wanted to make it permanent. I said no way! They handed me that little boy, that beautiful little dream come true that looked so much like my Uncle, for some reason. In fact, he looked like His Uncle too! And all I could say was, "I want another one!" (My poor Darling Adventure Man.) But this last time, I also knew just as strongly, that there was no one else waiting to come to our family. We were done.
So the night after the "procedure" my Darling asked me how I was.
I'm fine, I say.
He says, I'm kind of disapointed.
You know, it's so final.
W.H.A.T! I'm thinking.
You know, He says. Are we really that old?