I count my blessings every day that I am a Mama to one adorable curly haired toddler. There was a time when I didn’t think it would be possible to have my own children and I do have to pinch myself sometimes that he’s here and it’s not all a dream.
The love I feel for this adorable little two year is off the scale. Being his Mama is the best thing I have ever done. He makes me smile, my heart burst with happiness and I am so incredibly proud of him. He amazes me day in and day out with his little sayings, the way he says ‘my’ instead of ‘I’ (‘my do it’ instead of I’ll do it) the way he adores his Little Ted and how he wants to dance to hubby’s music on the stereo whilst watching the Twirlywoos on TV on silent.
But I’m broody. So broody. Lots of friends are having babies and I’m so happy for them but I’m yearning to give our Son a brother or sister to grow up with. A brother or sister for him to build a relationship with, someone to share bedtime stories with and play games with in the garden.
It took us a long time to conceive Little Mr, two and a half long years so I’m conscious that it may take us the same time again. Some say having one baby sometimes makes it easier to fall pregnant again but what if they’re wrong? What if it takes another two long years or even longer? In some respects, if it did take us that long we would be more financially ready to welcome another baby into our lives. Our bank accounts might look a little healthier but it’s not about the money at all. We would make do. We would find a way. We would cut back to make it work.
I’m still (quite a lot) overweight. I have at least another 5 stone to lose before I’m considered healthy but I’m only a stone and a half away from the weight I was when we conceived Little Mr. I’m a lot healthier than I was three and a half years ago so it could happen.
But is there ever a right time to have another baby?
What if it happened straight away? I would be over the moon. I’m so ready to have another baby. The worries of pregnancy and having to endure the pain of labour doesn’t frighten me. They’re just temporary. You forget the pain even if the stretch marks of pregnancy and the emergency c-section scars are stitched upon my body for life. That’s my little boys journey into the world and I’m very proud of them.
I want to complete our family with another little bundle of love. I know I’m ready and my husband is ready (and willing, tmi I know!) to start a new little life so why should we wait? Should we forget about everything else that’s holding us back? The lack of savings? My weight issues? Only having a two bedroomed house?
One thing is for sure and that is life is too short. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? We really should seize the day and make the most of every opportunity. I don’t want to look back and think we waited too long just for all the other factors to be just right.
Is there ever a right time to have another baby? No, I don’t think there is!