I know that God only gives you what you can handle. I have to remember this. I grew up the oldest of five children, and always assumed that I would have a large family of my own. We had Michael right away, so I figured the second baby would come easily. That was more than six years ago. Number two has not come so easily, much less number three or four!!! I am an aunt to two nephews, who I absolutely adore. I watched them, along with Little Man on Friday night.
Yeah, now I know why God gave me just one child.
Don't get me wrong...I love squishy little babies. They are so sweet and so cute, but I love my independent little boy. I really don't miss the baby stage. I like that Little Man can entertain himself so I can get dinner made. I like that Little Man is potty trained and can feed himself. Perhaps it is due to me suddenly becoming selfish or lazy...but I kind of doubt that...I did fine when Little Man was a baby. I just honestly think that God only gives you what you can handle. Maybe He knows that I was meant for only one child. That one child needed my 100% attention, he needed all of my efforts and abilities.
I think God has been looking out for me, and for my family.
Love to All.