Thinking of trying for a girl and probably ending up with another boy (which is fine too). I'm having trouble remembering all those really fucking good reasons for NOT having another baby. The BABY portion of it being 1 thing. The pregnancy and ALL it entails (except the boobs. The boobs are great). Diapers, baby drool, baby crap that I no longer have because I've been getting rid of it as Ro out grows it because damnit, I don't want another baby! I don't want to be out-numbered! All of these things and more.
Yet my mind wanders and I start imagining us with another baby and I have to talk myself down.
Help! Tell me this goes away.
the last diaper is huge - but the freedom of losing the carseat is glorious!
Joe Mama, I cannot even imagine getting away from the car seat. I mean, he's supposed to be in it until like, 80 or 100 pounds. This means that it will be the end of high school for my poor child. He's 5.5 years old and still rear facing!
I like keeping him safe. I wish there was a way to do it without the big honking car seat. Ah well.