I knew this was going to happen. My son just turned one and I’ve started thinking about a third. My husband is set at a solid No, and I keep thinking baby thoughts.
I just need to remind myself of a few things that will be prolonged significantly if we have a third.
1. It isn’t easier the more you have.
Yes, my children play together often. They also smack each other in the face. The boy grabs the girl’s hair. The girl rips toys out of his hands. And she pushes him down-“But mama, I’m trying to help him!” Help him walk faster? Or help him kiss the floor?2. Two seperate naptimes.
My son naps twice a day. Once in the morning, and once in the afternoon. The first nap is great because I get some quality time with my first born-which is very hard to come by with a second. The second nap is (supposedly) at the same time as my daughter’s nap. When I actually make this happen, I feel like a magician.
3. Tantrums, screaming, whining, and crying.
With two children, you get it all. A lot.And don’t forget, when it happens in public you get looks from all sorts. The eye rolls from the non-parents. The condescending “I’ve so been there” look from the parents. And my personal favorite, the “how can you treat your child that way” glares from either.
4. You’re never on time.
You have become the always “fashionably late” friend. You make sure you have plenty of time for the travel part, but you always forget to account for the “I need my diaper changed” as you’re walking out the door part. And when you do make extra time for these roadblocks, they don’t happen. Then you’re the “(obnoxiously) early friend.”
5. Trips are possible, but a little bit of a nightmare.
Aside from the never ending extra crap you have to bring, the darling offspring can make you crazy.
We went to Oregon this last weekend. We left right before the kiddo’s naps in hopes that they would sleep in the car. My son whined and screamed the entire way to our destination. He did not sleep, and the only time he would stop making crazy baby noises is if he was eating a cracker or nursing. And of course, when my daughter was awake, she would join in.
With all of the traffic and stops we made, it took us over five hours to get there. It should have taken three. My body was vibrating when we arrived, (and it took two hours for me to decompress.)6. Your house will never be clean again.
Tidy perhaps, but never really clean. You will have toys coming out of your ass. Never mind the fact that you donate toys twice a month. And you lose a tiny bit of sanity every day because you’ll always know that all the little pieces to a single toy is spread out amongst four different toy bins. 7. You are never caught up on sleep.
The only time your kids “sleep in” is when you need to be somewhere. Our kids slept in the other day until 8 am. We were supposed to be out of the house by 7:30.
I understand. It’s our fault for not setting an alarm. But when at least one of your kids wakes you up at 6 every single day, you almost forget alarms exist.
So, so many diapers. True, my oldest will be potty trained soon, but I’d rather be down to one in diapers instead of back to two.
Don’t misunderstand. I consider myself extremely lucky to have my two beautiful children. I’m just merely suggesting (to myself) that we stop now. And if these reminders don’t work, perhaps I’ll have to revisit my letter to my future self.