Closing The Chapter.

Three. Its the number of children I’ve carried and birthed, loved and nurtured. Three is the number of daughters I have and it’s the only number of children I’ll ever have. I’ll be honest, my mama heart has been yearning for a fourth baby. A few years ago we thought we were done, and so my husband wasted no time in taking the steps to make sure three was our number. But gosh, it’s so final. It’s hard to realize that I’m officially in my 30’s now. That we are done having babies. That three will be my number. That I’ll always be a mother of daughters, and never of sons. That my last delivery was my very last ever. What a feeling this is. To be this age and to reach the end of a chapter of your life. I suppose I’ve done this chapter closing thing many times before, with high school and collage and dating and jobs and apartments and owning a cat. But this chapter, this chapter is different. It’s harder. It’s a bit painful if I’m being honest. I guess that’s okay, that’s what makes life so beautiful. I am so thankful that I’ve had the opportunity to carry three healthy babies and to raise them and love them and be their mother. It’s all so beautiful isn’t it ? These little moments we’re given that make up our lives.

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