Reminder

Last night, i got sick. I don't know why, but i was. As i was laying on the couch in my misery, Matthew decided that he needed a little milk and some snuggle time. So i got him out of bed, got him a bottle, put him on the floor and i layed next to him. One minute i was snuggling with my baby, the next i was running to the bathroom. As i sat in the bathroom, puking. I thought to myself, this reminds me of all those multiple times a day i sat here when i was pregnant. Why oh why would i ever want to get pregnant again? I puked some more and by this point had totally decided against ever getting pregnant again, who wants to do this day in and day out for another nine months. 
Then somebody changed my mind. Matthew decided to look for his mommy. He found me by peeking through the slightly open bathroom door and immediately started crying. I washed up and then picked him up. Matthew stopped crying and just snuggled up on my shoulder. We went and sat on the couch and within a few minutes he was asleep. 
As i sat there with this warm snuggly little boy that just needed his mommy, he wasn't asking for anything but to be loved. I was reminded why i would gladly go through another nine months of puking day in and day out. It would be totally worth it for just another ten minutes of snuggling with a little one. 


I just thought i would write this experience as a little reminder for when i do get pregnant again, there is a reason for the misery.