Talk has begun about number two. All along we've been talking about waiting until next summer to get pregnant again, but we're entering into the time frame for a Spring baby and have started thinking that maybe the kids should be closer together than we originally planned.
I don't know. When I think about a second baby, I don't feel the same as when we were talking about getting pregnant with Alex. When we made the decision to have Al, I was thrilled. It felt like getting pregnant was the absolute right thing to do. We were ready. I don't think we're ready for another one yet. I'm still not completely convinced there should be a number two. With this attitude, I think it would be wrong to get pregnant. At the same time though, I can't imagine ever feeling the desire to procreate again. At this point, I'm convinced that anyone who has more than one child must be clinically insane.
John says that when we decided to have Alex, we committed to having at least two children. He doesn't think Alex should be an only child. I don't remember ever making any such commitment, but growing up as an only child (my half sisters were 10 and 20 years older than me and lived in CA while I was raised here in UT), I admit, it was lonely. It's still lonely. I would love for Alex to have the same close relationship with a sibling that John has with his. If we got pregnant this year, he and his little brother or sister would be the same distance apart in age as John and his brother, which doesn't seem too much or too little to me.
We've got two vacations coming up, Boston in two weeks and San Diego in July. If we do decide to take the plunge again, we won't do anything until after those vacations are over. That gives us two more months to ponder. Maybe I can psyche myself up for this again. After all, we've done this before. The second time around likely won't be as scary since we basically know what to expect. And, hey, we've got all the stuff already.
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