Help: Two, Three? Or not to Three?
How many minis do you have? When you’ve got one, people are constantly asking when you are planning the next. Once you have two, people tell you you’d be mad to have three? A third changes the car (a biggie for us in the motor trade), the holidays, the house, fights, finances and the love you have to give? You’re outmanned? Are they right?
I’m on the cusp of a third mini, I’m sitting on the fence but time is running out. Not in the biological sense I still have a few years before that becomes an issue but I have another timeline that creates a dilemma. My first has just turned threenager and my boy is cruising towards two and this is where my problem lies.
Last Sunday, I was doing my usual lone parenting; Mr Kate works weekends. We were at the park and the sun was shining on us, by that I mean both my babes were on sparkling form, this almost never happens when there are two! Starting to play together, laugh together……….We arrived for our babyccino at the local café restaurant and everyone was still on good form, myself included. So I decided to be brave and eat out while outnumbered! They were amazing and we even had many an ‘admiring’ and ‘soft eyed’ glance from the local grannies dining nearby. Better than a medal in my book any day!
I was pregnant with my second before life with my first had gotten noticeable easier. So here I am, my two are getting slightly easier to manage, by that I mean I have only one in nappies, nobody attached to my boob and I have two whole hours to myself each week, when big is at playgroup and small is at a class with Gran.
I always thought I’d have three, I am one of three on each side; an only child with two more from my mama and two more from my father. I am regularly counting to three with my two, trying to get them to come down from the ceiling and get on board with whatever I am trying to get them to do. So three is a familiar number; maybe even the magic number, right? But with two so close in age, I don’t want a third ‘left behind’. And so my egg timer is running low on sand, and if I don’t decide soon, I know I’ll be past the point of three.
Having taken two years to conceive big small and two minutes for small small (Mr Kate forgive me? Does 120 seconds sound better?!) I know I need both mother nature and Mr Kate to get on board should I decide to three! Not to mention time to do the deed.......
So I need some advice; should I roll the dice? Two never felt like a gamble. But could three be the jackpot? And what if we roll for a three and we hit a four? I'm not sure I can do double or nothing!