Sometimes this makes me immeasurably sad. I’d love for Kalani to have a sibling to grow up with. To share experiences with. To play with/confide in/fight with. To have someone to turn to when Dan and I have to be put into a home etc.
BUT - having children is really hard work. And sometimes I just can’t imagine how much harder it would be with a second one. Some days I can’t even cope with 1 child. How would I manage with 2?
I’m one of those mothers that were ridiculously happy to go back to work. To put their child into full-time daycare (even though I’m still wracked with guilt every day that he goes there) and go to a place where I can speak to adults, drink a cup of tea without interruption and go to the toilet without an audience. I know there are people out there who like to stay at home with their children, but I just assume that they have heavenly powers that I don't have.
So, the thought of having another year off as maternity leave, looking after a new baby and Kalani (since there’s no way we could afford to keep K in daycare) fills me with horror.
Anyway, we’ll see what the future brings, but I think that we might have to encourage Kalani to create a few imaginary friends since they may be the only other children that will ever live in our house.
Apart from my husband.
Hee hee - just kidding.
Sort of! ;)