As I was standing there waiting for the baby registry to print, I looked around.
The first item in view was a breast pump, then an aisle of creams and bottles.
“Yep. I am definitely still good,” I said to myself.
Over a year ago my husband and I decided our family of three was complete.
While the pastel baby items looked sweet, I felt no baby fever whatsoever. Besides, there’s no turning back, unless a vasectomy reversal is in our future.
My not-such-a-baby is healthy, smart and spoiled. Why would we jinx ourselves with another?
At the Ethnic Enrichment Festival this month I said to our son: “You’re lucky you’re an only child, or else you wouldn’t be getting that.”
He looked up at me with his big blue eyes and gave me a huge grin. Holding up his deluxe painted wooden sword and shield, he replied, “Thank you, Mom!”
It’s true. Had there been a younger sibling(s) tagging along, the only souvenir would have maybe been a Hawaiian shaved ice for each.
At the baby shower, the new grandmother asked me, “Do you have any babies?”
“Yes, one. He’s 8.”
“Oh, you’re going to keep going aren’t you?”
“Nah, we’re done.”
She looked at me with a sad, worried face, the same face my own mother gave me when I told her I was accompanying my husband to the hospital so he could get “fixed.”
I quickly smiled and responded, “I had a few miscarriages trying for a second and figured God was giving us a sign to stop. This is good, because I don’t think I’m built for the stress of it all.”
Friends of mine with multiple children don’t seem to have a lot of time for themselves or their relationships, and finding a baby sitter is a pain in the rear, especially when your folks don’t live in town. I never dare ask about someone else’s finances, but I know our piggy bank would be close to empty with more than one child. Some people love the chaos, but I’m more than in love with small and cozy.
Will our son be scarred for life or have issues being an only child? No way. I have full confidence he will be self-reliant, mature and successful.
I’m happily selfish. When Momma’s happy, everyone’s happy.