I'm going to be a labor coach next month, and last night was childbirth class #1. Looking around at those couples just beginning the voyage of parenthood does make me wistful. Their hopes, their fears, their baby bellies...so sweet.
At my age it's hard to imagine another pregnancy being God's will for our family. Most of the time I'm fine with that, but once in a while I hear that "one more time?" whisper.
Anyway, there you have it. I realize it's an emotion rather than prudence. Time to move on.