The End of an Era

So long, dear friend!  You served me well.

We have had a daily relationship for over three years: preparing for Jax's arrival, finishing my last post-Jax's bottle, starting again in preparation for Em, continuing through breastfeeding, and now, finally, swallowing my final pill. 

Seems a little trivial?  Undeserving of a blog post?  Perhaps, but this marks the end of the baby-making era (well, baby-making flurry, really.  What were we in such a rush for?  Oh yes, the cute babies upstairs sleeping :)  Maybe not the end for good, but definitely the end for now.  It's been a long time since my body has not been a vessel for somebody else's needs.  Crazy to think that I have my self back.  Time to start remembering what it was like to be a person other than a mommy.  What's that like?

I really did feel a twinge of sadness throwing this bottle away.  Being a mommy makes me sappy and nostalgic like no other.  Even vitamins are not immune to my emotions.  But everything that has to do with my babies is sacred to me, and thus, this silly but sincere post.  It's the end of an era.