Everyday I see a woman pregnant somewhere. On a good day I am a bit jealous and ponder my next child. On a bad day I think 'glad it's not me!' However at the pit of me I still want one more child. I don't feel done. Our situation isn't favoring that though since hubby is still at a temp job with no benefits and could be let go any day. Not to forget that we still live with my parents and they wouldn't be too fond of me getting pregnant again.
So here is my question: When did you know you were done with kids? Did you just have a peace about it?
Today I am thankful that I have a longing in my heart for another child and I'm learning patience until the time is right.