Wednesday, August 8, 2012
I am already pregnant so I am not sure why I have the fever. I was wandering around Wal Mart the other day trying to find lotion and I saw the aisle for pregnancy tests. A part of me became very sad that I would never pee with anticipation on a tiny stick waiting for two lines to appear. I am 99% sure this is the last child, and I guess I haven't truly accepted that fact yet. Deep down I know two is probably enough for us financially, and I would like to go back to school eventually. However, I am sad knowing I won't do this again. No peeing on sticks, no waiting to feel the baby move, nothing. I am doing my best to appreciate every kick and roll I feel right now. In a few years we may adopt, but two seems like enough. Of course right now I am in the middle of the worst case of terrible twos and potty training. That does skew my opinion about a third child a bit.