Now that I’ve been a pseudo-mom to two kids this week (see post) it brings me to another topic…how many more? I feel so happy and content with my two kiddos. I have an arm for each. Many people, including my dear hubby, ask, “But don’t you want a GIRL!” With my first pregnancy I was certain I was carrying a boy. Voila! I was right! The second time I was convinced I was having a girl. And? Out popped the most gorgeous of boys! Haha I’ve never felt that I needed one of each. I was just plain thrilled to have two gorgeous healthy kids. So do I need a third? I change my mind every other day. All three of my boys (that would be the two kids and one husband) agree we need one more.
Some people don’t enjoy the baby stage. I even loved being pregnant—but I won’t go there cause I’m afraid of hate-mail. I’m lucky to love everything about babies including their smell, the cuddles and even the night-time feedings. It’s such a special time. I get broody when I see other babes. But I have also seen how much of my attention was used up by having four. It’s hard to spread yourself around and I don’t want to deprive my two boys of their mom time, not to mention time for the hubby too. So do I want more? I know I should be taking into consideration many factors like financially are we able? is it feasible with having to travel so much? Really, my decision will come from my heart. Many folks have told me “you’ll just know”. But it’s been five years since I was last pregnant and I still don’t know!