Paul and I have come to an agreement of sorts, as to when we’ll start trying for baby #2. Although I’d love to be pregnant again (I know, you’re sick of me saying that), the idea of bringing TWO babies in to work is just nutso.
So, we have decided to start trying again when Piper is two and a half. By whatever time we strike gold, so to speak, Piper will be ready for preschool!
The idea of waiting two and a half years is so insane. If it takes me as long as it did this last time, then wowsa, no babies until Pipes is three and a half! Since we’re on the topic, I’m going to assume the next baby will be a girl. Why? Because I’m an idiot and think that somehow the ratio between our kids and my brother-in-law and sister-in-law and their kids will affect ours. How? My brother-in-law has two boys. My sister-in-law has one of each. Since we already have a girl, in order to give my MIL three of each, we need to have two girls! That way the combos will be complete: two boys, boy/girl, girl/girl.
I told you it doesn’t make sense.
Now, I must be vigilant with my birth control. Which I somehow manage to forget to take. Seriously. I forget all the time. That is why I put a G-Force glow in the dark sticker on it. So I can remember to take it when I get into bed.
