I never understood how people could see/smell a baby and decide they want another one. No matter how cute another baby is, there is no way seeing that adorable sweet face would make me want another.
I mean the baby doesn't just pop out over night in a pretty little package, already perfect with a bow on it's head and a smile. No no no... They come out all pasty, covered in goo, ready to poo, and crying.
We women go through pregnancy (some tougher than others), we go through labor (some longer than others) and we go through delivery.... which, I'm sorry but it is NOT beautiful. There is just nothing beautiful about that process AT ALL!!! And if you are an adoptive parent, well that means months and months of paperwork and stress and worry until your perfect little bundle is in your arms. There is nothing easy about that process.
And eventually this awesome little being finds its way in to our arms. But then there are 18+ years of helping this child grow in to a responsible, loving and (hopefully) compassionate adult. There are tears and I'm not just talking about the baby years. No, Moms cry all the time... happy, sad, hurt tears (oh yeah, the kids cry too, A LOT)
People forget when they get a whiff of "new baby smell" what babies really smell like at 2am with a nasty blow-out. But no no no, not me. I DO NOT FORGET!!!
I'm perfectly OK with my one sweet boy that has made it to the ripe old age of ten. I don't cry because he is getting older, I find it awesome that he is growing. I mean that is what they are supposed to do. GROW! I don't get sad when he enters a new grade because that is what they are supposed to do (hopefully) and I don't ever think another baby would replace his sweet baby cuddles, lack of sleep or mountains of poopy diapers.
Nope my Vegman was unique, just as every child is unique and there is no way that seeing another baby no matter how cute would make me want another.
JUST LIKE, there is no way that watching a bunch of my friends get their finisher medals for 1/2 and full marathons would make me want to run another. No no no!!!
I've done that, did the training, have the T-shirt (and the medals), I'm perfectly OK, watching them from the sidelines achieve their goals and am so proud for them. Vegkid asked if seeing all their pictures from this weekend would make me want to run another and I said "No no NOooooo Way!"
It would take a lot for me to embrace another long distance race (more than 6 miles).
What I'm trying to say is, just because others have something new, doesn't mean we have to have it. We need to look at what it took them to get there, be happy for them, and pleased with ourselves for our own lives and accomplishments.
Wanting what other people have is not going to fill a void in our heart or lives. Only wanting and achieving those things for ourselves can do that!