I'm sad thinking that this might be our last baby. I wouldn't say that a third baby is an impossibility, but it's definitely not a probability. We like the idea of being a family of four. Two girls, two parents. It works. But then I snuggle with Kathryn and take in her sweet baby smell, and I think, are these the last snuggles I will have with a newborn? Are these the last few times I will marvel at my baby smiling at me and cooing when I say her name? It makes me want to stop time! But three children seems impossible to us. Especially as a working mom. And I think it would take a small miracle to convince Rich to try for a 3rd! He doesn't even miss not having a boy; he is completely happy with his two girls.
And why, you might wonder, are we even thinking or talking about this only 2 months after I had a baby? Because I'm a planner. And part of me needs to know if this is it. So that I can prepare my mental image of what our family looks like. So that I can tell myself to savor each and every milestone. Which is hilarious, because it's not like I wouldn't be savoring them even if we were planning on having another child one day. But I just want to know. And life is funny, because sometimes you just can't plan things and you just can't know what the future holds.
Do other people think about this so shortly after having a baby?