I want so badly to try for another baby soon, but I won’t be. It’s not a good idea for a couple of reasons: 1) I refuse to try before I get to my goal, 2) We have to figure out child care because there is no way my MIL can watch two kids so we would need to find care for both , and 3) JC doesn’t want us to try just yet.
I know these are all valid reasons, and I won’t be trying until at least next year, but why is it on my mind so much??
I know I’m not getting any younger at 32, and I don’t know how many tries it will take before it works for us, so that makes me anxious. I wish I could see into the future and know that I will definitely get to have another little one.
I have a beautiful son, he is my world and if he will be my only than I would still be the luckiest mama. But I want so badly to give him a sibling and to experience the joy I felt when I was pregnant with him. The uncertainty if that will ever happen again sometimes gets to me. Lately I am surrounded by pregnant friends and family members, and it reminds me of how much I want to experience that again. I would love to see my son with his brother or sister someday.
I guess all I can do at the moment is continue working hard to reach my goal, become healthier than ever, save money, think positive and day dream of baby names.