We have been feeling very content lately with Cooper, and are not so sure that we want more kids. We have kindof decided that if we do want more, we need to do it before they would be 5 years apart. That gives us about 3 years to keep thinking about it. Or lets be honest, it gives us 3 years for another "surprise, you're a fertile myrtle" baby. I keep thinking, what if I change my mind after we are supposed to be done? I think about my mom who had her tubes tied, then untied, then had 2 more kids 12 years later. What if I get perky new bubbies, then decide I want another baby? Ahhh...so hard.
A couple nights ago, we were lying in bed and I wanted to chat some more. Let me let you in on our bedroom convo.
Me: What if I decide I want another baby and I am too old?
Hubs: What do you mean? You just decide then.
(Then he started in with some comparison of buying ice cream or not at Safeway. You know, you just make a decision. Not that hard.)
Me thinking: Are you kidding me? Baby and ice cream are like the same decision?
Me: What? No, like if I am over 40 and can't have kids anymore.
Hubs: Your mom had a baby at 43.
Me: Yes, I know, but people are going through menopause earlier and earlier these days. What if I do, and I can't have another baby and I really wanted one?
Hubs: Menopause is not fun, right?
Me: No. Your hormones are all out of sorts, and it makes you crabby, just like that time of the month when my friend comes to visit. Only menopause last for years.
Hubs: Oh crap.