The last time I discussed this topic I was on the other end. I was just dying to have another baby. I think I've changed my mind again. I'm reading this book to gain perspective on the issue. "My One and Only", which sadly is the only book I could find on the subject and was written in 1989. After being home alone with Macy for a few weeks and getting into a groove, I cant imagine changing our life with her. I love our family. I like Macy. She is a wonderful child. I'm not sure if I could mess with that. Sure, I would love to have another baby, but I don't think I want two kids. People look at me like I just said I'm a communist when I tell them this. Speechless, big eyed crazy looks. I think there is an attitude towards young couples who choose to have only one. Its like we're completely selfish. Maybe we are, but maybe we just love our family the way it is. One of my girlfriends keeps telling me how much Macy needs siblings. So she learns to share and interact. Well last night her kids were the ones not sharing. Macy walked over to her toddler and gave her the balloon they were all fighting over. How's that for not knowing how to share.
In the long run, Macy might miss having a sibling, but maybe she won't. Maybe she will be perfectly satisfied with her place as an only child. I'm not worried about her. What I worry about more is the judgement placed on Kev and me for *choosing* our threesome. It's hard to explain to people the satisfaction we have right now. I dont want to breed, I want to have a family. That's exactly what I have.
Of course I may come back in a few weeks with baby fever again