I said I was done after two kids

 I said I was done after two kids

And I really believed that

But then somewhere down the line something shifted
A soft nudge deep in my heart

I ignored it at first
Told myself it was just a phase
But it kept coming back
In the still moments
In the middle of the night
When I watched my babies sleep and felt like someone was missing

It didn’t make sense
We were finally in a good rhythm
We had just enough energy to keep up
We were comfortable

But sometimes love doesn’t care about timing
Sometimes your heart knows something before your mind can catch up

If you’re feeling that same quiet pull
That soft whisper that maybe your story isn’t done yet
I hope you know it’s okay to listen to it

Because I promise
You won’t regret another