No More Babies!

I’ve been contemplating whether or not I should do a blog post because some might think this is personal. Which it is. But we’re all adults. And we know how babies are made. And y’all. If you haven’t gathered by now, I’m an open book. My motto lately has been ‘sharing is caring.’ And if ANY of my overly informative blog, Facebook or Instagram posts into our family life can help just ONE person. Or make just ONE person laugh. Or let ONE person know they aren’t alone. Then I’ve done my job. Also, this blog is intended for our family. So others can pick and choose if they want to read about all of our goings on, and I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…I hope my kids will enjoy reading these posts one day.

But back to babies…A little back story. We were in the process of setting up Travis’ ‘procedure’ in AZ when he got the job offer and we heard we had to move across country in less then a month. So obviously that got put on hold and forgotten about.

So now it was Monday, August 6th. I don’t even know why that was the day I finally took the time to call. Maybe because it was my twin brother’s birthday and all I could think about was not wanting one more baby, much less TWO! So thank you Mom, Rod, and Brent. You helped me pick up that phone and make the call.

I called and talked to the nice lady on the phone. Isla started crying and all that could come out of my mouth was ‘Yeah. We need to get this done ASAP!’ It’s true. I love my babies. I know that I am blessed beyond measure with each and every one of them. But I don’t want any more!

Fast forward to today…I started out the day texting our mom’s. Because that’s what you do, right? The last part of the text went like this:

‘I also thought it would help our marriage as I tell him at LEAST once a week that I will kill him if I get pregnant. So to make sure I don’t end up in jail and your son can live a long, prosperous life, I thought we better get the ball rolling.

His consultation is today and he’ll set up the procedure today as well. And then I can CONFIDENTLY say…

We. Are. DONE. 😂😅🙌🏼

You may carry on with your Tuesday 😘’

Let me explain. I was nervous if I ended up with a girl our 4th go round, that I would want another one to try to gift her a sister. Can we all agree a sister (biological or not) is the best gift to be given?? I have one biological sister and she is my best friend. But I was blessed with 2 step-sisters who I absolutely adore and are my favorite people in the entire world. Along with my sister-in laws who I hit the jackpot with. Sisters are simply the BEST. But after our Little Miss was born, the furthest thing from my mind was ‘gifting her a sister.’ Hell to the NO! #sorrynotsorry. Then we found out that my sister was expecting and soon after found out it was a GIRL!…On her first try!?! How does that even happen y’all? But anyways. Day. Was. Made. Isla Amelia Lynn, your auntie was going to gift you your sister-cousin. And they’d be Irish Twin Sister Cousins non the less. You following me?

So I had my husband go to his consultation today on his lunch break. Alone. People, it’s amazing the men in our lives know how to function without us! His texts went like this:

T: Did you give them all the answers they needed?

M: Yes, about insurance? Yes. They have it all!

T: What is our address again?

Awwww the poor guy is nervous! But listen here, I’ve given birth to 4 little bambinos! You can do this and the last person you’re getting sympathy from is me!

A little while later:

T: They are only at this office on Tuesdays. I told them I’ll have to call.

(Me thinking but did not text: Don’t you DARE step foot out of that office without making an appointment!)

What I did text was this: Well did you at least ask what the soonest Tuesday was that’s available and time? I still would’ve booked it. You can always re-schedule.

It was crickets on my phone the next few minutes and then the miraculous reply came in: Next Tuesday 9:30

Perfect! That’s the day before the big boys starts school. The procedure is only 15 minutes. Kylan doesn’t get picked up by the bus until 12:05. Guess what that means!?! The whole family will be headed to the appointment to show the Dr exactly WHY this needs to be done.

Because…I just can’t. This Mama is DONE. And my hubby…he was done 2 kids ago.

We love our little miracles, but our family is complete.

~xoxo