Friday 2 May 2014

Two's enough

People ask me a lot "when are you having another one?" or "what are you going to do when Flynn starts school, have another?". I don't know if they truly are asking me a genuine question or if they're just making small talk. My answer is always the same. Two is enough. In my head I'm screaming FOR NOW. When I say "No way, two's enough" my heart isn't really in it. I'm not committed.

Two really is enough, at the moment. I love being pregnant and those first 12 weeks when you and your Baby Daddy are the only ones in the world who know about this precious life, that over whelming rush of love when you first see that little face, all those new born cuddles and watching them sleep like nothing else matters in the world. And then, that milestone, the one I was practically forcing Flynn to do and holding Isla back with all my strength. Crawling. Once they learn to crawl it's all crazy from here on. Your ears, eyes and everything else are in all directions. 

These precious babies get a whole new lease of life. Freedom. And then they get cocky and start trying to stand up and grab all kinds of shit. You can't even go for a wee with out them following you or rushing to the next danger spot whilst Mama aint looking! And then they get a little bored of the freedom and mellow a little bit. Then the walking. EVERYTHING is a danger zone. Corners to bang heads on start appearing where you had no idea they existed before. And don't get me started on the not being able to talk. We'll by pass the terrible two's all together.

And then they get fun again. And then my ovaries are pining away to do their job and my heart jumps at the sight of a new born. And then I stupidly start to think logically. 2 really is perfect right now. We only have two bedrooms. We cannot afford to buy a new car. And Isla is only 16 months old. We said we'd have 4 kids, but that was before Flynn was even born! Enough said.

So people with out kids, stop asking me if I'm going to have a football team. And when I'm going to pop out any more. Because my heart aches every time I have to say no.

My troubles-some two keep me on my toes & I'm happy with that!


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