So, apparently now is the time to get pregnant if you're a friend of mine. Just within the last month or so three of my really good girlfriends have told me they're expecting. It will be the second child for all of them, and they all have varying age differences between their first and the baby to be. I absolutely do not have baby fever. Nope, nada, not at all. BUT, it does have me thinking....when will we be ready for baby #2?
I am a complete psycho, because I am pretty convinced that I could never love another baby as much as I love Grayson. I'm afraid that if I have another one they will know they aren't as loved and they will develop problems and grow to hate me. I'm afraid that Grayson will hate the new baby because they will take away the (ungodly amounts of) attention he is used to. I'm afraid poor Addie will be forgotten altogether because not only will I have one, but TWO, actual human babies I have to care for.
At the same time, I know I want another baby. Actually, I know I want two (or three) more babies. I loved being pregnant. I loved having a teeny tiny cuddly newborn. I love having a fun, adorable growing baby boy. I want to do it all again. And again. And again....
When I think about things logically, I think probably when G is about two I'll be ready to start trying. Or maybe around my 30th birthday, which would make him 1 1/2. But then I think ohmygod that's so soon! I want to spoil my little baby as long as possible before I bring in another baby to steal his spotlight! Buuuuut......if he's older, will it be more difficult for him to share my attention?
Obviously this isn't something that I need to worry about now, but this is what it's like to live inside my brain. You worry about things that really don't matter in any way whatsoever way in advance. It's fun. You should try it.
All you ladies (and guys? no?) out there with more than one kiddo, how did you decide when to add on to the family? Did you just decide to go for it one day, or was it carefully calculated? I once read an article that told the optimal age difference between children...and I have totally forgotten what it said. Two years? That sounds about right, yeah? But if that's the case I'll need to get pregnant right after his first birthday, which is just six months away. That is CRAZY to think about. I don't think I'm anywhere near ready to do that. Clearly I'm insane. (Feel free to disagree and tell me why I'm not)