I have reached the point where I am over the baby phase. I guess that pretty much tells you what we are thinking concerning a #3.

I am over picking up toys all day long, over changing diapers, over nap schedules and having to be home by 7pm so everyone is in bed on time. I am over toddler drama and washing children from head to toe because they just ate dinner.

At the same time, I am wise enough to know these days are fleeting. Here today and gone tomorrow. So I am savoring them, because I know my babies won’t stay babies forever and one day I will wake up one morning and wish I could just have one more morning of wiping honey out of Little Bug’s hair and cream cheese out of Sweet Pea’s. And it is sad to think my baby is only six and half months away from turning two!

I just never in a million years thought I’d be satisfied with “just” two children. I have always, always pictured myself with four children.

Perhaps the realities of raising children have something to do with that or perhaps my heart is content simply because these are the two children God had planned for me from the very beginning. And there really are no more.

Or perhaps I am scared that number 3 will be just as stubborn and strong willed as number 1. Just kidding.

Bottom line is: At this time, neither of us feel God’s leading to get the ball rolling on another adoption anytime soon.

I will never say “We are done.” because if there is anything I’ve learned from infertility (and there is lots) it is that God is the one who grows our family. We have nothing to do with it. These two girls came in His time and if there is indeed more children for our family, they will come in His time, too.

It is such a beautiful place to be. Fully knowing and believing that I don’t have to do anything – except follow the Lord’s leading – for Him to bring another child into our life.

At this time, He has placed no stirrings within our hearts concerning another child.

I used to think that we needed a third child because we needed a boy. Who is to say a family isn’t complete until they have at least one of both genders?

I think when I realized that it was my turning point in realizing that I feel my family is complete at this time and we don’t have to “try” for a boy.

So this is my family: My husband. And my two daughters.

And while it isn’t the two boys and two girls I always pictured growing up, it is perfect in every way imaginable.

If God sees another – He will bring them to us and we will welcome them with open arms.

Is my family complete?

Only God knows. And that is a perfect place to be.

- Elaine