Deadline

I knew this would happen; I saw it coming and I should have been more prepared — my time as a mother is ending and I am having some sort of “mom-life crisis”. I am at the point in my life where I want another baby, which, obviously, isn’t in the cards for me. The rational part of me knows my family is complete. I know that having my two beautiful healthy girls is enough, but not having another baby means that in three short years, both of my girls will be in school… and then what do I do? My entire life is built around my children and husband. I have a routine, my house is always clean, I get to work out during naptime, dinner is on the table at 5:30 every day and, most importantly, my children are happy. I love being home with them. It is what I was made to do. Realizing that this phase of my life is coming to an end is terrifying. The house will still need to be cleaned and I will be involved with school in any way I can, but my babies will be out in the world without me. I guess I have until August to get semi-ok with it. My sweet Goose will be off to kindergarten and it will just be Quinn and I. If anything, I suppose, these worries and thoughts will remind me to enjoy every moment while they are still home with me.