Growing up, I would have never considered myself a baby person. They were loud, smelly and usually had some kind of goo on them or coming out of them. So, embracing motherhood was a very reluctant task for me. And while it is undoubtedly one of the most amazing things I have ever done, it’s only been in the past year and a half that I have truly fallen in love with being a mom. Prior to that, I loved being a mom, but I also loved my career. And my social life. And lots of other things. But recently, motherhood has wrapped it’s all encompassing tentacles around me and taken hold in a way that won’t let go.
And as my boys get older and more independent, all I can think about is babies. I see them everywhere. All of my friends seem to be pregnant. And I long for another little person. Yes, it is official – I have baby fever!
And then today it happened. MillerBug pushed my hand away and was ready to start attempting things all by himself. And my heart sunk. Because no matter how much I sometimes complain about the constant neediness of my children, I can’t imagine them not needing me. And when I try to, it makes me even more desperate to keep them little. And fuels the desire to have another little one to love and tend to.
So how do you make the correct decision for your family? How do you know when to stop and when to try again? Some of the worries that burden our minds are finances, school costs, room in our three bedroom home. Do you just ignore these things and follow your heart or do you stop where you are and make sure you can provide the best possible for the children you have? These are the questions that I’m faced with. And must find answers to.
Because if I’m going to present the possibility of another baby to my husband, I better have some great solutions to these problems to back it up!
So, do I follow my heart or my head. Do I jump back in to the craziness of another child just when the older ones are starting to need me less? Who knows! Only the future will tell.
What do you think? Is there ever a time when you know you have enough kids or will there always be that desire to feel movement in your belly and see a new life created?