Too Old For More

Originally posted: 09/29/2008
Well, my BFF has just recently birthed baby number 2. Let me just say, as a rule, I'm not super into newborns, they need to be at least 3 months old until I start to enjoy them, 6 is best though. Anyhu, Baby Bea is one of the cutest newborns I have seen, she's a little chunker, just adorable. It's a lot of work when they are tiny, but there are parts of it I miss. The older I get the easier it is for me to block out the less enjoyable parts.....like diapers, spit up.....my own stench when I'm unable to get a shower & sour milk is covering me....much like we moms do with labor and delivery. Just think, if we didn't block that out our population would be quickly diminishing, after one kid no one would put themselves through that torture again. Let's see, I could either be pain-free and enjoy the child I have or I could birth a second baby and in the process have 3 or 4 various doctors with both hands up my hoo, thereby dislocating a hip, and very nearly making a possible hysterectomy surgery unnecessary by just pulling everything out with their bare hands. The pain of it I have absolutely no recollection of.....I do remember the screaming though and I'm sure the labor & delivery floor does as well. I do miss being able to hold them in one arm, and then a couple weeks later, realizing I need two arms to hold them while they sleep. I miss swaddling blankets, I miss those one-piece sacs for newborns, God I love those.....those ridiculous faces they make when they sleep when they purse their lips and smile and twitch. When I would pick up my babies to move them from a carseat to a bed or something, they would do this crazy twitchy jump, but never wake up and my six year old did that the other day when I moved him to his own bed and I started to cry because he looked exactly like he did as a baby. My husband and I had kind of agreed that we might want 3 or 4 kids when we decided to start a family. My husband was so anxious at one point that when I was six months pregnant with our son....he asked me when I thought we should start trying for baby number 3. Hmm....let's talk about getting this one out first, dipshit. Because both of our kids had speech problems and our son is a complete maniac......walking at 9 months, I didn't sign up for that.....we didn't pursue having more right away. I was just talking to my husband about selling our crib because we're going to move and I said we could just get a new one if we decide to have a baby when we get there. Well, as you may recall in a previous post how happy I am that my husband is now 35, he seems to also think he has turned a corner. He pointed out to me that the time for babies has passed, it's too late for us now. Huh? I'm not THAT old!! "Well, it's me, I'm too old", he tells me. Uh huh.....apparently he forgot, I'm only one MONTH younger than him.