I also can't complain about my labours. The longest of which was 2 1/2 hours....once the doc broke my water, that baby was outta there! In fact, when I had my last, my doc was so concerned about my tendency to deliver quickly that I was admitted to the hospital a full week early and induced. In 15 minutes, I went from 5cm dilation to delivery. The doc missed it. The on call doc almost missed it and ended up catching Adam with the bed pad rather than gloves because there was no time to don them.
|My sweet little Terror the day after he was born.|
I like the peaceful solitude of breast feeding, I love the nuzzling and snuggling. I love, love, LOVE the smell of a new baby. I love the coos and smiles and stare of amazement. I love watching how much they change from day to day.
Yup...I'm one of those.
All that aside though i don't know what put this urge into my brain. Somehow, a little seed was planted and it started to grow.
Thankfully, it was thoroughly uprooted and stomped on for good measure this morning.
- Toddler wakes up and is in a freaking out, all out crying fit because...he wanted to pee in the toilet before his brother. Yeah.
- Middle son has a freaking out, almost-7-year-old version of a toddler tantrum because ... I wouldn't let him take his game boy to school.
- Daughter has a fit because she can't do anything with her hair, and "I can't get the toothpaste out of the tube!!!" <-- can you tell she's almost a teen??
- I found out today that my old high school pal is carrying twins! Yikes! Twins!! I used to always want twins, but I just don't know how mothers of multiples do it. Kudo's to all of you. You. Amaze. Me.
Nah -- I think I'll pass on the whole "let's have another baby" gig. I'll just take care of everyone else's.