So I am really on the fence about having another kid. I find myself questioning my ability to divide what little of myself is left into further pieces. Is there any more left to give?
I see my life verging in two different directions with the choice of having one and having two and its the debate over which path will bring peace and contentment to everyone involved. Hmmm, let's see. Pro's and Cons? Feel free to chime in if you have a viewpoint I may have overlooked.
PRO?
i probably would have been a markedly different person if I grew up as an only child and I am sure more different yet if I was the older sibling in a duo. I can say that being a younger sibling has been both a pleasure and a pain. My dear brother beat the crap out of me mentally and physically, but he also took me to my first keg party and even made sure I got home alive... I always find it ironic, that 2 people living in the same house at the same time with the same parents can have such a completely different life experiences. So I guess the question is will Sprout be better off with a sibling or without. I have to give this a big BETTER WITH. I love my Brother and when the parents become invalids, he will be just as responsible :) But, fuck I have the attic...
PRO?
The age difference... if I was to get preggers tomorrow, would be 5 years. So Sprout would be in Kindergarten, holy hell, when did that happen? And the new one, we shall call it the new one, although it may be a whole lot of fun to have a boy, although my girl is super cool. Either way, the fact that I can imagine the little guy/girl in our lives must mean something. I would love to add to this mix. If they were any closer in age I might need to be in an institution. Although as I spoke with an old friend, I realized that had they been closer together they could now entertain each other as opposed to fight constantly over what ever play thing the other is holding. Maybe 5 years is too much time in between....ahhhhh!
CON
I feel as though I should enter a pie chart here. The division of myself. If I was to break it down hourly per day. I wake at 7:30 and between that hour and the 8 O'clock pm hour give or take an hour, I have zero time or space to myself. I go to the bathroom and children are there. If the kids are not jockeying for my attention or my personal space they are asking for something to eat, something to entertain them, encompassing every moment of time. This time overlaps with hubby time. If I am lucky I may get 2 hours alone. Perhaps some people would say this is an abundance of time, but for me it is overwhelming.
I could go on and I am sure I will, but my bed beckons, an hour later than usual, since sprout was not interested in going to bed before nine and someone needed their back scratched. I will probably read for an hour and fall asleep only to be awoken 6 hours later by the angelic sounds of "Mommy, I'm awake" :/
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