Thanks to everyone who left a comment in response to yesterday’s post. It’s comforting to know that I’m not the only mom who experiences anxiety rather than pure joy each time my baby reaches a new developmental milestone.
But I have to say, I was surprised by your suggestions on how to not feel so terrible about my aforementioned anxiety! Many of you responded that the solution is to have more babies! I suppose that knowing I will likely get to “start over” with an itty bitty newborn makes watching Levi grow up a bit less difficult, but it can’t completely wipe out my conflicting emotions. He’s my first born!
So now you’ve got me thinking about how many siblings Levi might one day have. I grew up with one younger sister — that’s us above in 1983, I think. (Yes, I’m looking stylish in my Alabama t-shirt and Smurfs belt.) I’ve always wanted to have at least two kids, but sometimes I think I’d like three. If our next baby is a girl, we’ll probably stop right there, but if we have another boy…
Before you start getting any wild ideas, let me assure you that I’m not pregnant and am in no rush to have another baby! I can’t imagine being pregnant with baby #2 while caring for a baby less than one year old. Raising Levi has been physically and emotionally exhausting (in the best of ways, of course), and I don’t know how I’d be able to be as hands-on as I am if I were also pregnant. I think two to three years is a good age difference between children.
How many kids do you want? If you’re done having babies, do you wish you had more (or less!) kids?
PS: Here’s a piece I wrote for Lifetime Moms after Tori Spelling announced she was pregnant with baby #4 just months after having baby #3!
