Admittedly, I have Baby fever. Badly. I can actually tell you when the seed was planted.
A few months ago, my husband, had his wisdom teeth extracted. While he was recovering from the hilarious effects of anesthesia, he mentioned he wanted another baby.
Having another baby hasn’t been a taboo topic for us. We’ve talked about it in the past, but before that moment, the answer was always, No. If you asked both of separately we would laugh at the idea of having another kid.
Why would we tip the scale? When I am asked what gender(s) my children are and I tell them we have a Boy and Girl, everyone automatically says we have the best of both worlds already. Why would we want any more?
We cloth diapered our daughter and went so far as to purge them because we were THAT convinced that we were done.
I can’t tell you what changed for me that day. Maybe deep down I wasn’t prepared for our daughter to be entering into Elementary school, and our Son to be going into Middle School.
There’s a large part of me that feels selfish. I feel like I am already spreading myself thin. Between working full time, dance classes, soccer, personal commitments and a husband who works later hours than I do, Where do I have time to fit another kid in there?
IF we had another, would I be able to offer that child a fair shot at the extracurricular options the other two have? What if I couldn’t keep up with having 3 and someone had to sacrifice something? Would my other 2 resent the new baby?
If we didn’t have another kid, I could save a bunch of money in child care expenses. If we didn’t have another kid I would be in my mid 40’s when our youngest is officially an adult. MID FORTIES!! Like, We would be DONE!
But would I really WANT to be done? My biological clock is ticking. I feel like it won’t be long before my Ob/Gyn discourages me from having more children due to the complications of having a baby later in life. I have friends with 3+ kids and they make it seem so easy. It can’t be that hard, right? Besides, I absolutely love babies. Some would call me a baby whisperer. Ok, no one calls me that, but that’s not the point. I would absolutely love to have another baby.
We haven’t decided on the route we are planning to take. And in the interim, we aren’t making any rash decisions, but it’s definitely on the table for our little family.
Would you have another baby? How do you decide when enough is enough?
