V Day

Well, today was vasectomy day at the Cron household.   I am still not sure how I feel about it.  This morning I was pretty upset but oh well.  I know that I am more then blessed to have 3 healthy and beautiful children.  Some people have trouble to even have one.  I also feel that I am only 24 years old and a lot could change, how do I know that I will not want another baby in the future. (the far future)  My husband is done with babies though and I guess it would be selfish of me to ask that of him.  When we first started dating, he had told me that he would only want one child ( we now have 3)  After a vasectomy, a man is not completely sterile until 2 months and this might not even happen until a year afterwards so I guess if it is meant to happen it still could.  I know that if God intended for me to have another baby, it will happen in some shape or form.  For now I will cherish my 3 little lovebugs and not take them for granted.  I often catch myself just staring at Emelia, as much as I hate these colicky days I know that before I can blink they will be over.  One day, I am going to miss this, I am going to miss her wanting to be held and walked around the house.  I will miss her sweet little smiles when she knows she is being picked up.  I am cherishing every minute of having a baby, the crying, the sleepless nights, the droll, even the explosive baby poop that seems to find its way all the way up her back.