This morning, walking around the supermarket, I saw a mum carrying a tiny baby in a sling, pushing an older toddler in a pram. Out of nowhere, I was hit by a huge wave of broodiness. Thing is, we're done having DC. DC1 is 3.5yo, DC2 is 11mo. I'm 40. DH is 45. I'm finally getting my career back on track after two kids and DH is now working pt and a SAHD the rest of it. Life is good. Things are settled.
But I keep on getting these waves of broodiness and feeling terribly terribly sentimental that I'll never give birth again, never breastfeed a newborn again, never have snuffly baby cuddles again. I'm even nostalgic for those early blurry months of broken nights what is wrong with me??.
Help! Please slap some sense into me.