My Babies

Tomorrow morning, I'm having a tubal. Do you know what that means? I will have no more of these sweet babies. I have to relish these pictures and these sweet memories of these beautiful baby dolls. Why does it go so fast??

This is Big Lil Momma the day she was born. Her birthday was scary for me. I went into labor at 4 in the morning. By 8am, I was being prepped for an epidural and getting ready to start pushing (I was scared to have a vaginal delivery). The doctor walked in, took one look at her stats and I was catheterized and whisked to an emergency c-section. Daddylish was not even allowed to come into the OR. I was totally asleep for the procedure, but when I woke up I fell in love at first sight.

She was so sweet and snuggly. I couldn't stop kissing her face. I continue to kiss her face off to this day.

This is her first birthday. Mimi made her this precious dress. Doesn't she look happy with this birthday cookie?

This is BLM at around 18 months old sporting her first Chi Omega t-shirt.

Three years later, we announced that we were expecting #2. I was secretly praying for a sister for Chandler. This is during my wonderful baby shower.

Kennedi was born repeat c-section. It was wonderful to witness her birth. Totally amazing. It was one of the best days of my life to see her take her first breath.

I skipped the idea of breast feeding her. I tried with the BLM, and it was torture for my whole family. I loved bottle feeding Kennedi. I didn't even mind getting up for night feedings with her. I knew it was going to go by way too fast. And it did.

Total baby doll. Look at those open eyes. She was irresistibly nommy to me. I kissed her constantly, too. Chapstick was ever present... my lips were (and are) in a permanent state of chapped.

Baby's first boat excursion. Although, you could hardly call it a boat ride, because we didn't leave the dock. I used this photo for her birth announcements. One of our friends assumed that the bottle of tanning lotion was a bottle of Jack Daniels and thought that it was the funniest thing ever!

And, Kennedi on her first birthday in the same dress that Chandler wore on her first birthday.

I have had persistent pregnant/baby dreams for the past two weeks. I've even had dreams that I was sad with DL for not wanting any more babies. I'm not sure what this is about, because we are both adamant that our family is complete.

Actually, I would love to have more babies. But the thing is- I don't want ANY MORE KIDS. I just love babies. I love to smell a newborn baby. I love to feed a baby, rock a baby, snuggle with a baby, tend to a newborn, buy baby things... all of that. It is just amazing and precious. But they get big. They get bossy. They get demanding. They want the red cup. They will not settle for anything besides the red cup. They talk. They talk a lot. They make a Momma tired. But- I love it. However I'm 1 thousand percent sure that two is our limit! No doubt about it.

But, part of me will ALWAYS crave a baby.

I will keep everyone posted post-surgery tomorrow.