My Last Baby
Now that I have had my third and final child, I have to say I am so enjoying this mother thing more. Not that I didn’t love being a mother before K was born, but that I am feeling more relaxed and comfortable in my new role of mother of three. Having twins with no help was hard. It was the hardest thing my husband and I have ever done. No sleep, my husband worked long hours and we were alone in a new town with no help or friends to turn to.
This time I have more energy, I have 5 year old helpers and I am actually sleeping at night! K is a good baby, a little demanding at times because he would love to be held and talked to all day long, but who wouldn’t?
My other two were a little more patient, it was if someone told them they were twins and they had to wait turns. K knows he is an only child.
Even when I have to wake up in the middle of the night to nurse him, K’s big smiles and grins make the exhaustion disappear. I am happy to have him to myself for an hour in the middle of the night. It is our own time to explore each other’s faces and voices.
Knowing this is my last baby makes me want to savor every second. I want to memorize the lines in his tiny hands, capture his baby smell and recall in a moment the cooing sounds he makes when he is excited.
I love all of my children and I know that the memories I have of all of them will never fade.
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