"Kids are like drinks...
You never realise you've had too many,
until that last one...
And by then it's too late"
What is it about new baby smell? Or just newborns in general, that makes you wanna pop out another one?
Don't tell me you don't know what I'm talking about. You know that feeling, the second you hold or smell (ok, we ALL do this, lets not pretend that it's creepy) a beautiful newborn baby. Somehow our funny little brains forget ALL about morning sickness, pregnancy insomnia, Braxton Hicks, labour, recover, or better yet, THREE YEARS OF SLEEPLESS NIGHTS... Suddenly, you're thinking to yourself,
"Oh, but another one would be so cute"
Mother nature you sneaky bitch... You and your damn hormones.
It's no secret that I'm well and truly on the train to clucky town. I'm not sure how much of it is that, I really WANT another baby, or that I'm having some kind of mid-motherhood crisis, where my kids aren't little babies anymore, and now that I'm coming out of the baby haze, I don't know what to do with myself. Who am I if I'm not up all night, changing 15,000 nappies a day, or talking about other peoples bodily secretions more than I do my own?
WHO AM I AND WHERE IS MY LIFE GOING?
We've alway's spoken about having three kids. It's wavered at times. More to the point, I've wavered. I don't know how many times I've mouthed, uttered or blatantly shouted the words,
'THAT'S IT, I'M NEVER HAVING ANOTHER ONE!"
Yet somehow, the thought of sweet baby snuggles and first smiles flood their way back in and block everything else from my view.
The fact that I have two very close friends with newborns (or due to very soon), telling me tales of their breastfeeding woes, or sleepless nights, hasn't shaken this feeling worries me. Horror labour stories and poo explosions, nope, not even a blip in the 'Kirsty's Cluckiness Radar'. In some ways its a good thing that Nath and I aren't on the same page in term of readiness to add to our brood. Otherwise I'm sure I'd have been up the duff a while back. I know what's ahead of me if we choose to go down this path again, and it scares me... BUT I know how much I love the two feral (absolutely adorable) little bundles that I already have, and that's what's driving this hormonal possession.
So how do you know when you're done? Do you just know? Or is it a conscious decision?
Behind the blog...
‘The Mummysomniac’ is a lifestyle, motherhood and most recently, pregnancy blog, founded in 2015 by Kirsty McKenzie. She’s a mum of three, blogging about the highs and lows of motherhood, with a straight forward and honest approach, as well as a little bit of humour. Kirsty is passionate about sharing the realities of #MumLife, not the cookie cutter, high gloss version