Arrrg.... Now a little part of me is wanting another baby.
I don't really want another child. DH and I decided awhile ago that one was enough. DS is 5, and I really don't want another baby. At least with 95% of me, lol. My cousins wife just gave birth to their daughter yesterday, and I went and got to see them today. I followed them on FB during the labor, rooted her on and all that. And ever since the first post of his saying she was in labor, I have been thinking about, and even dreaming of babies! I just can't seem to help it, even knowing it's not something I really want. I keep thinking of things I miss about DS being little, all the little milestones, and how exciting and fun it was. Even with the 80,000,000 diapers, and no sleep. And I enjoyed being pregnant, with the exception of the last 28 hours or so during labor. :) This is the first time since DS that I have felt like this at all.
It will pass, I am sure, but for now, my biological clock is screaming at me it seems. I'm sure I am not the first mom to do this, and as I said, I'm sure it was pass. But for now, I'm just a little sad today that I will never get to do it again. :(