Monday, June 27, 2011

If All Else Fails, Tell the Internet

I've had this niggling thought in the back of my mind recently. It's like an annoying ear worm of a song that won't go away (Livin' La Vida Loca, anyone? You are welcome, internet) and I've been ignoring it. It's still sitting over there in the corner, staring at me and I think it's getting comfortable. I figured I had to take some sort of action, before it starts leaving wet towels in my bathroom and drinking the last Diet Coke, which is just wrong on so many levels.

So what is this thought, you ask? Well, I'll tell you. You should feel special that I'm going to tell you because I have not told anyone this thought, except for my husband. It would just be wrong to tell the internet this thought before I told him. Not as wrong as drinking the last Diet Coke, but still. Anyway, all of a sudden I'm pondering what it would be like to have another baby. I KNOW. Huge, right?

Clearly, I've been feeling nostalgic recently, as evidenced by this post. That said, I've been absolutely sure for YEARS that we were not having any more babies, ever ever ever. My girls are 12 and 10 and for the most part (the most IMPORTANT parts) self sufficient. Everyone in my house wipes their own ass. Everybody sleeps through the night and feeds and dresses themselves. There are no tantrums, unless Mr. Chick wants to take over the TV to watch something dumb, like UFC fights, when I want to catch up my DVR'd Food Network shows. Which happens pretty regularly almost never. And it's been that way for a very long time.

So, why would I want to change that? Why would I want to go back to a crying baby, sleepless nights, diaper changes, tantrums, watching Playhouse Disney shows constantly, potty training and everything else? I have no idea. But I still kind of want to.

I'll be examining this issue over the course of several posts. Follow along to see what happens...this should be interesting, or educational, or mildly entertaining, or ridiculously frustrating, or possibly all of the above.


  1. I sometimes wonder about having one more baby. But then I remember I like my sleep.

  2. What an amazingly brave post to put something so intimate out there. As someone who has a sister 8 years older than me, I will say the gap has been a challenge for us growing up. Now that I'm almost 30 and she's almost 40, only now are we at a point in our lives where we finally understand and appreciate each other.

    Just my 2 cents :) Looking forward to seeing how the conversation and these update posts unfold!

  3. Forgot to add - here via the SITS commenting link up :)

  4. I too shared a secret in my latest post. While your secret is "Aww" inducing, mine is vomit-inducing.

  5. I get like this a little too often as well. I really don't think I could do it... I think I really just miss that quiet/bonding time I would get with the kids when they were little and didn't have a mind of their own! ;-)

  6. I don't want to give advice on something so personal as deciding to have another child (mine are 11 and 6). I'll definitely follow along to see what (and how) you decide. I am always up to giving advice, so just ask if you want some.

    I do want to tell you that I love the look of your blog, but more importantly, I love the content. Your writing style is very engaging, and before I knew it, I had read your last three posts. I love it!

    You have a new follower.

  7. If you want to explore this issue with some hands on work you could come to my pond and help with the potty training and *sigh* I need to transition Lil Duck back to her own bed.

    We've been co-sleeping.

    I know....


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