Sitting in our living room yesterday the following conversation ensues:
Me: Honey, I know money is tight. But I think I want to have another baby.
Him: Well, okay. How do we go about doing that?
Me: (30 seconds of hysterical laughter)
Me: (through tears of laughter) Well, dear, first a daddy loves a mommy very much...
This is actually something we've been talking about a bit in the last few months. There's still a lot that needs to be done around the house, but The Four Year Old will soon be the The Five Year Old, and if I'm going to have another baby I should probably do it sooner rather than later.It also seems like everyone around me is pregnant. My husband's cousin is expecting another baby (and, boy, didn't we hear about that!), a coworker of ours recently told me she's pregnant, a friend of mine told me his soon-to-be wife is "in the family way", and everywhere I look it's like there are bulging tummies surrounding me on all sides.
TFYO was not planned. She was a honeymoon baby, and I found out I was pregnant in the middle of a lot of turmoil at work, and things were rough after she was born. But I can't help but think that if I keep "planning" for the next one, the next one might not happen.
