I could've written your post a year ago! Although my kids were younger at the time (4.5 and 10 months), I had decided I was done and was ready for dh to go get a vasectomy (which he had wanted since ds2 was born and I begged him not to b/c I wanted another kid in a few years). Ds2 was so needy, though, that I decided "done!" I, too, was due in September in the south, so it was miserably hot all summer (and our air conditioner died in August!).
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Anyway, I wasn't happy to be pregnant the entire time. I largely ignored the fact as much as possible and just went on with life. When I went into labor, I was so excited b/c I had been dreading it and was ready to get it over with for the last time. It took me a bit of time to warm up to ds3 even after he was here, but now I can't imagine life without him. And I knew that's how it would eventually be, but getting to that place was a long and hard journey for me.









