Feeling broody for another baby? I have a cure — it’s called parenting

Now, when I see newborns I no longer feel a flutter in my ovaries but rather thank the universe that that chapter in my life is now officially closed

When I see a mom struggling with converting the car seat in to a stroller, I feel nothing but relief that we have survived this stage.

The switch has finally flipped: I am well past the stage of feeling in any way broody upon spotting a newborn in the wild.

By wild, I mean in its native habitat of brunch, cuddled up in their poor mom’s arms as she attempts to eat kimchi pancakes with one hand and cradle her baby with the other.