So it's been over 2 months since my last post. Shame on me. I had every intention of getting back on here but frankly, never did it. What is one to do? I was going through a bunch of posts in the months leading up to February 2009, when Keira was born. I actually started tearing up as I read the life Mike and I lived prior to becoming parents. There were lots of dinners out, theater movies, carefree outings, and tv watching. We didn't have to worry about anyone but ourselves, although the weeks leading up to Keira's birth I worried a lot about my water breaking. But now, we are a family of three. Dinners out still happen, but now we choose kid-friendly places. We have yet to bring Keira to see a movie in a theater but she has no problem sitting still for one at home. TV time is catered more the the 4 year old, but thank goodness we own more than one television. The last 4 years have come and gone and we are still going strong. When Keira was an infant, I used to be in awe that she was ours, that we were taking care of another life. When she turned one, Mike and I couldn't believe we had survived the first year. She's four now and still growing. Reading all those posts also made me realize that I missed being pregnant. I missed watching the belly grow, feeling the baby's movement, the anticipation of when and what we were having. I felt a little sad. A part of me wanted to be there again. It's been about 4 months since my surgery and getting closer to when we can start trying for another. Aside from a few things, I can't wait until we can have another. IF we can have another. Going into my surgery I always kept in the back of my mind the possibility that Keira may be our one and only. Now don't get me wrong. I want another, I hope to have another, but another may not be in the cards. And I had to mentally prepare myself for that. In the months after, I honestly started to feel a little more at ease with the thought of there not being another addition to our family. Keira is at a more self-sufficient age, and Mike and I both love that. We don't have to hang on her every breath as much, and she can sort of look out for herself. Shoot, she can pee and poop and feed herself, what more do we need? And I told Mike on a few occasions if Keira was our only child, I would be okay with that. Really, I would. And I think he would be too. So we'll see where we go from here. Either another baby will happen or it won't, but either way we have been blessed with an amazing child, and one we would never trade in for anyone else. Unless you catch me on a day where she isn't so amazing, then there will be a 4 year old looking for a new home :) Only time will tell.