When you're done having babies? When you run out of bedrooms? Out of money? When your spouse says no more? When you think you're too old? Or you're too tired? Or just ready for something else in life...career...travel. When you can hold an infant and hand him back to his mother with out your heart turning to mush?
Some women just know. I'm not one of them. Although for a few years there I thought I was done. My 3rd child was starting preschool...I had an active social life...Steve and I were traveling. I had a taste of the other side of Motherhood. I won't lie to you...it was fun. Exciting to be able to hop on a plane for a long weekend in the sun. Grocery shopping by myself. Lunch with the girls.
I'm thankful I had that time. Not because it was fun and easy....because I am savoring every minute of this baby now. I know that time will come again in my life. Traveling...lunches...shopping. I don't know if I'll ever have a baby to hold again. Who turns my heart to mush.