Next Stage

The crib is gone.

This bedroom will slowly transform into a firetruck big boy bedroom. The crib went over to be transformed into a beautiful crib for a highly anticipated little princess.

Nonetheless, it is gone.

All three kiddos spent a couple days at my parents. Last weekend, they were with my MIL. As we get these wonderful breaks, I noticed this feeling creeping in. I fill my days with lots of work when the kids are gone so I don't feel guilty working when they are back. But...that feeling....

no more crib....

overnights at their grandparents...

I am not sure I can put into words what this feeling is.

I feel done. Done having children. Done having a baby in the house. Done having a crib in the house. Our family is done. Complete. Final. This is it. And...this is the weirdest part...I feel ok with it all.

I think I have one foot in the next stage of motherhood. Watching the twins turn 7, I realize James will be 7 one day. I know that sounds silly...of course he will turn 7. But when you have young children, it feels like you will be changing diapers and planning nap times forever.

I am excited to see what this next stage of motherhood holds.