I always wanted to be a Mom. Thought I would make a good mom too. I wanted a big family. 6 kids. Girls and boys. Then I had a son. A sweet, beautiful, precious little red head. A little boy who wanted me all the time and never slept. You don't know torture until you are not allowed to sleep! Thankfully I was a stay at home mom. I don't think I could've coped in the work place. My brain just didn't function like it did before pregnancy. When I say I was a stay at home mom, I mean I was a "STAY AT HOME" mom. I couldn't go anywhere. My husband would get up at 5 am to go to work and I would be nursing on the couch. When he came home at 4 pm, I would be nursing on the couch. I was to tired to get off the couch and my new baby wouldn't let me put him down long enough to do anything. I thought it was a good day if I was able to get out of my pajamas and brush my teeth. Forget makeup and hair!

It was so hard. You give up everything to be a mom and you wonder if things will ever be the same. Then your baby grows and eventually you are able to get off that couch. You can put your makeup on again. You can go out in public. Sure you have spit up on your clothes BUT you have on lipstick and your having adult conversations. Your little baby is walking and talking. Life is good.

Then, you find out that you're pregnant again!