Sunday, May 31, 2009

Another Baby?

I have been meaning to blog about this for some time. The topic is Baby #2.

Today was an example of why I do not want baby #2. We decided with the beautiful weather on a whim to go out of town to a little touristy town. We went with my in-laws and we stopped on the way back at a flea market. What's the big deal? The big deal is we have a very active toddler who likes to line up toys. He is very into trucks these days (normal for little boys), but for whatever reason he likes to line everything up. He saw a row of toys (tricyle, etc.) that someone was trying to sell and he wanted to move them and line them up. My hubby scooped him up and took him to the car and said it was time to go home. My son did not like the fact that he was stopped from lining up his toys and screamed for a very long time at the top of his lungs. He even pinched and hit his Pop Pop (his favorite play pal) in the car and nothing we could say or do would console him. It was an aggravating 24 minutes when I decided to take a quick video with our digital camera. Then I thought about showing him the pictures on the camera. He finally calmed down and enough so that he fell asleep.

When I have these moments, I wonder how in the world would I handle two? I know that many, many people in the world handle two little people, but I do not think that I am one of those people. Those people can also keep a clean house, find time to exercise, find time to cook good healthy meals, and still look beautiful at the same time. Those people are not me.

Yet I am upon the age of 35. This makes me high-risk. I am also needing to prepare for the fact that the insurance we have now is so good that the next insurance plan we have will not be as good. I am also as overweight as I was when I first got pregnant with my son, plus probably 5 or 6 pounds. This does not make for a healthy pregnancy potentially or a healthy baby. When will I really ever be ready for #2? Is there ever a perfect time for a second baby?

Plus my son is very needy. I've noticed that he seems needier than most other tots and their moms. It's probably because we are hardly ever separated. Really, since his birth we have rarely been separated including never overnight. I don't know how he would react to sharing his momma with someone.

And yet I am starting to have some of those little baby pangs. Somehow I have forgotten how hard the first year truly is-sleep deprivation, breastfeeding, pumping your breasts (not a fun thing), washing, sterilizing bottles, the constant crying, teething, etc. that a little baby takes up. Not to mention pregnancy or labor coupled with the fact that I would be chasing around a toddler and uncomfortable as hell. Plus tired as hell from pregnancy and then from caring for an infant.

I am so torn on this issue. I know that we need to make a decision soon. I know that my husband would love one more and in some ways I would, too. Yet I don't know if I'll be ready or if you are ever really ready for any aspect of being a parent.

Yet I know that no one regrets having children, they regret not having them. So my dear friends...stay tuned for this story to see what the outcome may be.

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