There was a time when my husband and I wanted to have (gulp) three children, but chances are with more than one miscarriage and
my our advancing age, that won't be happening. We are hopeful that we will have at least one more...
We are currently in the throes of deciding when the perfect time is to have another baby, so I love hearing how other couples reached this decision and how it affected their threesome, which is why I invited Jessica of My Time As Mom here today.
Jessica has become my late night Scrabble friend and I love reading about her two adorable little girls. Jessica's youngest is Lucas' age, so we spend a lot of time
commiserating comparing notes with one another over nap time, bedtime and toddlerhood.
Please welcome, Jessica!
For five years life was spent with one child. My daughter was the center of attention, the joy of our lives, and the beginning of my gray hair.
My husband and I both worked full time and I was also going to college full time. Life was busy but we were still able to spend time as a family, just the three of us.
But we talked; we talked a lot about having a second child. We thought we could afford another kid. We thought we would have enough love for an addition to our family.
But we also thought what the hell are we thinking?
Our daughter was five. She could feed herself. She slept through the night. She was potty trained. I could sleep late in the mornings.
She was almost in school and the daycare bills had an end in sight – finally.
We would be starting all over.
Being pregnant again, my body growing and stretching after I worked so hard to get it back to normal after the first child. Our life would be filled with sleepless nights, diaper changing, baby crying, and car seat carrying. Money would be spent on countless baby accessories instead of designer jeans and flip-flops (for me of course).
Did we really want to give up the freedoms we had spent years gaining back as our daughter became older?
The truth – yes, we did want to give up these things. We wanted a second child. We wanted our oldest to have a sibling to share her life with just as my husband and I both had as kids. We wanted another person in our family and we wanted to start all over again.
So we did. And we have never regretted the decision.
Will we have a third?
No freaking way!!
I urge you to follow Jessica on Twitter and Facebook and look for her posts: Bedtime with a Toddler Sucks, because it's hilarious and Cheater Cheater, in which she admits to cheating at Scrabble and yet, I still play with her every night. Hmmm.