Is she not just the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen? I mean, seriously. Seriously, People. Who knew miracles like her were possible?
She’s sitting on a trio of folding wooden theater seats I scored on Craig’s List last week. They’ll live in the mudroom… when we have a mudroom. For now, they live in the hallway downstairs. It seemed like Fate had found me: 3 wooden chairs, 3 lockers, 3 children.
Perhaps we are stopping at 3 kids? Can you know for sure? Is it appropriate to decide based on vintage furniture finds? We’re struggling. Not that a decision has to be made… but, yeah. Kinda. My brain needs a decision so I can process life a little better. I’ve heard a mother never stops thinking “maybe one more” or “what if?” No getting away from that… it’s just IN you. I’ll certainly always have that. Is it possible to know- really know– when you’re at your limit?
I say NO MORE because parenting is hard. And, I’m tired.
I say I WANT MORE because I’m just tired and parenting is hard. (And LOOK AT THAT CHILD.)
How can it be the same reason for both?
We’re at high-maintenance ages with some special needs thrown in there for good measure. This complicates life in general, especially What’s the Plan? conversations. My brain (and our family) needs a little closure… or, at least sound and loving advice… one way or the other.
So, if you knew, how did you know?