I have 2.5 kids.
From Sunday to Tuesday – when I’m hanging out with G1 and G2 – I think, “Three kids is a nice idea”. And on Wednesday when TT arrives after school from his mum’s and we bundle everyone into the car to go to futsal, I think, “Yup, three is plenty”.
After G2’s birth, we had a bit of a honeymoon because she was a placid newborn, a great sleeper and I’m pretty sure the oxytocin levels were soaring. My husband kept saying, “I think four’s a great idea. These kids are awesome. In for a penny, in for a pound. Let’s have another”.
My response straddled measured and on the verge of hysteria (depending on the times of day), “If you think another kid is a good idea, then you’re not doing enough because I am barely on top of this. We will table this discussion until she’s 6 months.”… Read the rest