I want to apologize up front to all my other kids. I said I wasn't going to do any birthdays this year, but yesterday was Baby Doll's birthday. She turned 2.
She really isn't a baby any more. I just witnessed her yelling loudly and possessively over some modeling clay to Teach, "MINE!" She was right, of course, it was hers, but there is no way we were going to just give it to her like she expected.
She is a very strong-willed little girl. Some would say a definite red personality. Usually she is sweet and helpful, but not always. I need to get over the fact that she is more than likely my last child. Oh, I don't mean to complain! Not at all! I have been incredibly blessed in my ability to have babies. Maybe that is why I am having so much trouble accepting the fact that I am nearly 48 and my child-bearing days are rapidly coming to a close. There is still a part of me that feels 29. (Not the part that drags itself out of bed every morning...)
I'm getting a lot of flack from my kids because I still haven't weaned Baby Doll. I did give away the high chair and all of my baby clothes. I know there is much to look forward to, but I can't help mourning the fact that I just don't have a baby any more.
Tell me, how did you deal with this major change? That day when you suddenly realized there would be no more babies?