One and Done!
I'm so happy I only had one kid. I stuck to my guns, much to the pressure of friends and family, and knew I would never take on this much responsibility ever again. No f****** way! No support, no help, depressed, close to suicide so many times. I look back and know the only reason I survived was because I had a job to do.
My kid will be moving out soon, and I'm finally beginning to feel free again. Like me again. My depression is slowly disappearing. I'm less stressed, my nerves are less frazzled, my back pain has gone, I worry less and I'm sleeping better. Back to being a comatose sleeper. Because once you become a parent say goodbye to your sanity, surviving on little to no sleep. That lasts all the way up until you're kid is grown enough. It's a natural instinct. It's the come down. The exhale.
But when they fly, you can fly. Hold on in there.