Sooner or Later

Yesterday, one of the mommy bloggers I stalk on Twitter follow, Kim from Dirty Diaper Laundry, announced she was pregnant. Another blogger I love, The Feminist Breeder, is currently deep in the throws of attempting conception, specifically trying to conceive a baby girl through the magic voodoo scientific anecdotal Shettles Method. Those two mamas combined with my sister-in-law’s baby girl (due in March) and Emmie Bee’s TWINS (scheduled to arrive March 3rd) and I am suffering from a severe case of baby fever.

I love Baby Evan more than I ever thought I could love anyone, but he was never going to be an only child. I dream of a house full of kids all gathered for family dinners and movie nights and summer vacations. I want my children to have brothers and sisters they talk to and confide in and fight with. And ideally, I’d like to have all those pregnancies over with before I reach an “advanced maternal age” (according to the March of Dimes, that magic number is 35). So if I’m 27 almost 28 now and want to have 4 kids total, I need to have 3 more in the next 7 years. A full term pregnancy is 40 weeks and I’d like to give myself at least the same amount of time off, so three pregnancies and recovery could take 240 weeks. So if you take 7 years and subtract 240 weeks then you get my biological clock banging against my uterus with both its fists and shouting.

Just as soon as I decide I’m ready to start trying, it’s 2 am and I’m up with Baby Evan and he still won’t eat any food and now I’ve started bleeding from my right nipple for no obvious reason and all my bras are ruined and I still don’t fit in my pre-pregnancy clothes and I cannot even imagine why anyone in the world has a second baby.

But today Baby Evan woke up smiling and laughing and full of cuddles. He’s started walking without any encouragement and fearlessly lets go of the couch to fling himself at the cat or the dog. He is loud and social and friendly and grabby and funny and loving. He’s growing up so fast I feel like the nursery door is the entrance to a time warp and ever time the baby goes through it we lose another month. If I have another child I could restart all the milestones – first smile, first laugh, first food, first tooth – and do a better job at the things that didn’t go so well – the start of breastfeeding, introducing a bottle, setting sleep patterns.  Maybe the next one will be a girl and our family can be balanced again. Maybe it will be a boy and I’ll be sadly outnumbered but very well loved. Maybe it will take me five years to get pregnant and our next will be our last. Maybe it’s better to give Baby Evan more time as an only child before we throw another full-time job baby into the picture. Maybe I’m going to spend so much time wondering what’s the right thing to do that E will end up deployed and everything will end up on hold. Maybe I’m already pregnant and don’t even know it and in four months you’ll see me on that TLC show giving birth in the Stop & Shop.

Sooner or later, I’m going to have to stop thinking about all that and jump.

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9 Responses to “Sooner or Later”

  1. afteriris says:

    I feel you. I really shouldn’t be contemplating another baby after 3 pregnancies in 3 years and having recently set up a business on top of working part-time I need to give myself a break. It’s ridiculous! And yet… BABIES!!!!

  2. I just read that whole Shettles thing and A. Mind blown and B. I am fairly certain that just took all the fun out of sex forever.

    I am right with you on the baby fever although I am pretty sure if I brought it up with Bruce he’d shoot it down right quick. Damn me needing to work for health insurance. What’s the point of being married to a Canadian if I can’t take advantage of his people’s pleasant attitudes and wonderful social system?

  3. Audrey says:

    *snicker* We haven’t made the big announcement but we recently found out we are expecting too. As did my 10k training partner. Winter is good for baby making apparently. :D

  4. Bebehblog says:

    Audrey! No! Not you too!!!! And your little one isn’t that much
    older than Baby Evan. Ok, my baby fever has now escalated into baby swine flu.

    Of course, I mean congrats! And I am so excited
    for you!

  5. Emmie Bee says:

    Then just GO FOR IT, mama! If that’s what you want- you should do it. It really goes so fast. I am excited for the twins but at the same time scared shitless. There is never ever the “perfect time” and if you wait for it- you’ll be waiting forever!

  6. Emmie Bee says:

    PS: I just googled Shettles. I think the best plan would be just to have sex every day and forgo birth control. I’m here to tell you- it works, even when you aren’t ready!

  7. ryan says:

    i’m 8 months pregnant and already planning for my second (and last) baby.

  8. Meghan says:

    Can I just say…
    Do it Do it Do it Do it :)

  9. bebehblog says:

    Ryan – You’re getting so close! Keep me updated on that baby!

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