I just found out that today is International Women’s Day.
Honestly, it’s not a day that I’ve ever thought much about. In fact, I think it’s fair to say that I didn’t even know such a day existed until a few years ago. Yet, somehow, this year, this seems extra important. I’m not sure, maybe it’s the current President of the United States perception of women, or maybe it’s the #MeToo movement or maybe it’s just that it’s just that it’s about damn time that our society actually celebrate the successes of women throughout the world, from all walks of life.
Honestly, I have no idea where I’m going with this right now…
I know a lot of people will speak about those like Michelle Obama, Jennifer Lawrence, Hillary Clinton, Malala Yousafzai, Mother Teresa, or maybe even the Kardashians women. But honestly, those aren’t the women I want to celebrate today – they receive enough accolades from others, they don’t need mine as well.
Instead this year, I feel the need to acknowledge the amazing women in my life. Those from my past, like my mom who worked tirelessly to help those who needed help while raising a family and seemingly keeping it all together. Truthfully, not a day goes by that I’m not thankful for the 14 years I had with her, and at the same time not a day goes by that I’m not slightly bitter that I only got 14 years with her, she had so much more to share with me. But, I also want to take a moment to cherish the women in my life today – those who make a positive contribution to society, those whose commitment to their passions (family, work, friendships, women’s movements, etc.) that is a shining example of what we need in the world. Friends like these ladies or this women – they are the women that I know personally who lead by example and help show me the way. I am thankful to call these women friends and have their love and support on a daily basis. And the women in my future, those I have not personally met yet, or those who are just little kids who have no idea their power to influence and make a difference. I am beyond excited to see what the next generation of women are capable of doing!
So, cheers to amazing women everywhere. Cheers to all those who are being the best people they can be. To those who are leading their lives with love and compassion. Cheers to the women who are all making a positive difference, big and small, in someone else’s life.
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I just figured out why parents have kids 1.5 years to 2 years apart in age.
And, I know get why people who have struggled with infertility knowingly sign up to fight so hard for a second child, even though they already have one.
As I watch Little MPB playing, it’s like all the sudden I truly get the intense draw to fight hard for that second child. Where he is developmentally now as a two year old, I would totally sign up for infant sleepless nights again! Little MPB can play independently for short periods of time; he can tell us what he wants, when he wants it; and, he sleeps through the night mostly. He’s sort of past needing us, in the way that an infant does (don’t get me wrong, at 2 years old he still needs his parents, but it’s just not the same). And with every passing day he is becoming more and more a little boy, and less and less of a toddler and long gone are the baby days. And even with all the hard things that come along with becoming a parent, it’s been such an amazing experience that I would do it all over again in a heart be.
Somehow, an infant doesn’t seem so scary or daunting right now. In fact, some how an infant seems completely do-able and dare I say, manageable.
It’s like a light bulb went on in my head. I just get it. I fully understand and respect why people would sign up to go through infertility/loss hell again for the chance of having a second child.
But alas, Mr. MPB and I have no intentions to grow our family. Months ago we came to the decision that we are one and done – this stance has not changed. We know that trying for a second child the traditional way is simply out of the cards for us. We know we aren’t willing to use a surrogate or a gestational carrier. And, we’ve decided we cannot emotionally or financially go through through the adoption process again. Barring some sort of child falling out of the air and into our arms, we truly believe we are done.
But my gosh, I would love to have another one so that I could soak up all those little baby snuggles!
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