At a recent get together, I had a conversation with a friend.
I voiced my anxiety about having a baby, adding another little body to our brood.
“Why? You already have four. What’s one more?”
I was taken a back. A bit flabbergasted.
Oh boy.
“What’s one more?!” I thought, a bit defensively. “I’ll TELL you what’s one more.”
Then I thought, well, what is one more?
First off, it’s not like just throwing another potato in the pot.
It’s another human being.
It’s true, in many ways, more kids=less work, but there’s also the undeniable fact that each child has their own unique set of needs & wants that must be addressed individually.
A little person that will need to be fed, clothed, loved–and who, for the first years of it’s life will rely nearly 100% on me for all those needs to be me...