AND ANOTHER YEAR GOES BY

This January marks not only the one-year anniversary of my blog but more importantly, the SECOND birthday of my boy. Where, oh where has the time gone?

With the second year comes marked Independence, kid-sized opinions and expressed wants. Out goes the "need" for Mommy. It's leaving me feeling a bit wistful for the baby stages. Sure, it doesn't help that no less than 3 close friends just had a new baby.

I've been spending a lot of time reflecting on this milestone of my little man and realize that at this stage in Daughter's life, there was a new child being brought into this world, into this family, by ME! Talk about a biological clock...my body is wondering what the heck is going on. When did it stop procreating?

You might think that I'm desperate to have another child, but the thing is, I'm not. Desperate, that is. I've been on the fence and going back and forth for months wondering what's best for all of us. Given the overwhelming nature of raising kids, paired with my restless need to be my own person and get my life back, peppered with some PPD and serious anxiety issues, you'd be safe to call this a recipe for disaster.

So maybe therein lies the answer. But I'm a mother and you can't make those baby aches go away. For now, I'll make myself content to get a whiff of newborn from my friends. And as they are awake all hours of the night dealing with sleep deprivation and feeding issues...I start to appreciate my stage better.