Dh had his V when dd2 was under a year old. We felt both sad and relieved. We knew ahead of time we probably wanted two kids only, and after dd's pregnancy, my PPD and her medical issues, we just knew we were given about as much as we could handle and never wanted to go through that again. I would love to be pregnant again, and to pull my baby into this world with my own hands again. I think I miss the "surprise present" feelings that birth brings.
I have never regretted our decision. I have put my growing, creative energies into a future nursing degree (was going to be a doula but I need steadier hours). I hope to perhaps help welcome more babies into the world, or to nurture and heal kids and adults who are sick. I still feel the need to nurture, I am just switching gears.
I am really enjoying the stages my girls are in now and looking forward to when they are a bit older and we do more big kid things with them. We sleep through the night most of the time, don't have to pack a diaper bag anymore, can leave the kids in the church nursery with no tears and have a couple of hours to sit together and hold hands. We can tell 5yo, if she wakes up too early in the morning, to put on a DVD, pour herself some milk, and help her sister to the potty when she wakes up. She will gladly do that for us. Then about an hour later she will bring us some milk and both of them come and snuggle with us as their way to tell us they really want us to get up now.
I have privacy in the bathroom (imagine that!). I can tell them to keep their toys in their room so the rest of the house is not a cluttered mess and most of the time they will listen.
I am still an AP mama but it is a different way. Sometimes I snuggle with my daughters and remember when they were kicking inside me and I remember holding them in the crook of one arm and smelling their sweet baby smell. But oooohhhh it's nice to sleep again! And its nice to be able to have conversations with these two souls who have come into our family, to know them as deeply that way as I knew them with my heart while they were still inside. I guess what I'm trying to say is, there is still a lot of newness that happens, a lot of firsts and a lot of magic. That "surprise present" excitement is still there, as you watch your children unfold, it's just more subtle.