Two and Through.

Originally, we wanted three kids.  Of course, that was when we thought we'd be moved by the time our second was born, in a bigger house with more space. 

It was also when PJ was a super easy baby and before Maggie was a little trying her first month or two of life because of her reflux.

It was before my mom got sick.

It was before John's dad died.

We now have the "perfect family" as many people have told us.  I'm done being pregnant.  I want my boobs back.  I've been pregnant or breastfeeding for nearly three years and it will be over three years by the time I am done nursing Magge.

We'd need a bigger car.

We wouldn't be able to go on as many vacations, or do as many cool things, or buy as many things as we would like for our kids because the money would be scarcer.

We wouldn't be able to be selling the baby clothes/items/toys we no longer need.

And neither of us wants a child to come in this world that John's dad and my mom (most likely won't know).

Not to mention, we did have a third child.  We lost him or her.  We'll never know if it was a him or her, or what he or she would have looked like, how much he or she weighed when born, grown up to be, or anything else.  So we had three babies, but one got taken from us.  And I truly believe everything happens for a reason.

So we're two and through.  And thrilled about it.  I have an IUD right now, until John can go and get snipped.  Which will probably be sometime in August or September.

I couldn't be happier.  My kids are phenomenal.  I love my family.

John, Lisa, PJ and Maggie.  The O'Gs.