I've wanted another baby for months, and finally convinced Denny that I wasn't crazy. For weeks we have been figuring things out, money, living arrangements, jobs, and so forth. We came to the agreement that we could get pregnant around October, and we would live just fine.
Last night Denny brought up the fact that we have worked out all of our worries, but haven't thought about Sophie yet. She has claimed me, and won't share with anyone. Sometimes she doesn't even like to share me with Denny. With another baby, she would no longer have my complete attention during the day. It would be a good deal harder to get out and about with a newborn and a toddler in tow. After I thought about all this, I felt kind of selfish - as odd as that may sound. It wouldn't hurt to wait an extra year, but come on... who doesn't want another one of these?
Denny says it would be best for us to wait another year, and by then Sophie will be big enough to help out with the new addition. I also feel guilty for robbing her of the few years that she will have mommy and daddy all to herself. It looks like the "waiting" option is going to win out.
Oh well, its not like I'm trying to race my biological clock here. Well now I must depart, to the land of OBGYN. Wish me luck!