June 30, 2007

Are babies addictive?


Today's Post is Sponsored by the Number 3!

In June 2005, the Big Dubya and I welcomed our first son (known here as the 'lil Dubya). Of course I knew my life would change, but I'm not sure I could have ever imagined how much I would love this little person.

When he was about four or five months old, I started to get the itch.... I was ready to have another baby. The Big Dubya thought I was out of my mind..... he was still reeling from the trauma of the 'lil man's arrival -- but it didn't take long for him to agree that it was time to start trying for our second and final child. He told me repeatedly "there will be no number three" and even though I'm not sure I meant it, I said that was fine -- we still had no idea how my body would handle pregnancy the second time around. Unlike the first time, we got pregnant right out of the gate -- the 'lil man was 8 months old.

In November 2006, we welcomed our first daughter (known here as the 'lil Dubyette). We did encounter some complications, but.... they were managed very closely and her delivery was fairly uneventful. Again, I knew my life would have to change in order to juggle a newborn and a toddler -- but I had no idea the joy and happiness this little person would add to our lives.

Once again, when she was four or five months -- I started to wanting to try for a third. I know, I know -- I must have a screw loose. I really hoped that it was just hormones and that it would pass -- but it hasn't. The Big Dubya has made his feelings pretty clear, he wants to be done. We even posted some of the pro/con arguments that have been bandied about here.

Cognitively, the arguments against a number three are many..... our ages, our financial situation, our house, the two gorgeous and healthy children we already have..... I know that being done is a good answer, being done makes sense, we have the perfect little family..... so, why do I still ache for a third? Why do I look at the 'lil Dubya & 'lil Dubyette playing together and wish they had another baby brother or sister to grow up with?

I'm only half-joking when I ask.... Am I a junky? Do I have a problem? Do I need to go to baby-rehab to get this baby-addiction under control?

The Big Dubya's still against the idea, although I do catch him having the occasional moment of weakness -- and then he asks.... "Okay, so if we have #3, will you want #4?" I honestly don't think so, but I can't say for sure..... I know that if we ever did move forward with #3 that surgical measures would be taken to prevent any further discussion..... granted, I suspect that he'd have me committed at that point anyway, so......

5 comments:

TastesLikeCrazy said...

YES! Babies are super addictive. I read a recent study that said that babies are more addictive than crack.
Ok. Not really, but I completely know what you're talking about.
When Cara was about six weeks old, I started getting baby fever and it hasn't stopped yet.

Mrs. Chicky said...

I am not the right person to answer that (yet here I am commenting anyway! Tee Hee!). I'm not even sure I want a number two. But I admire those of you who want three, four, five(!), or more children. I wish I had a bit of what you have.

M&Co. said...

Ooohhh. You have the BABY HUNGER. I'm not sure it ever passes.

Sue said...

I'm with Mrs. Chicky....I have one, feel like I can barely manage that one, but am super jealous of those who have more than one and make it seem easy....

I think I've said this before (maybe even on your blog!) - I've heard that you'll regret not having another baby more than you'd regret having another baby...

I know, I'm no help!

Mamacita Tina said...

Ok, so I'm questioning lately if two is it for me. Yes, I'm pulling my hair out on occasion with Laurel and Ian, but ah, a baby. I miss having a baby. They just don't stay baby long enough!

I have my yearly next week, am asking about complications IF I were to have a third C-Section, and on the other extreme, what birth control pills won't make me so hormonal. Sigh.

 
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