Now that Max is 15 months, I have been getting that nasty bug in my ear......., heart, soul, or whatever.
Do we want to expand our family?
Now this isn't a decision I take lightly. In fact it keeps me up at night. Its true what I read, http://jezebel.com/5915963/whats-the-big-effing-deal-about-having-a-second-baby deciding to have baby number two is way harder than jumping the gun on number one. Which, mind you took me a long ass time.
I wasn't really sure I wanted to have a family until I hit my 30's. Well maybe 29. It sort of burned in the back of my head, sort of like a migraine, but I was so scared about pulling the trigger sort of speak. Would I be a good mom, did I have enough patience, would I when all was said and done, run the risk of regret?
Well we know how that turned out. I absolutely adore my monster. And even though when he wakes in the wee hours of the morning, and I roll over and utter some few choice words, I would absolutely never, ever change how my life has turned out.
So with that, why not add to the equation?
Well. Here lies the problem. Knowing now, what I didn't know then is what real sleep deprivation is. Knowing now what vomit feels like running down your chest, especially when its not your own. And now knowing what it feels like to argue with your hubby about how many hours they got to sleep, eat, drink in relation to what you got. Dare I do it again? Experience that all again?
My hubby is not really on board. As he puts it, he is 90% NO.
So I guess that means we have a little wiggle room. Bah Ha Ha ha ha!
More on this later.......as it consumes my mind.....
How did you decide to add to your nest? Or not add? Dare I say, any regrets?