Maybe because my 35th birthday and the looming ADVANCED MATERNAL AGE label are right around the corner, I’ve been thinking a lot about the possibility of more children. I realize that women have healthy babies every single day who are 35, 38, or 42. There’s just something about the medical community’s label of advanced maternal age, even if it’s flawed and ridiculous, that somehow feels final. It’s almost like getting a kindly worded letter stating, “Thank you so much for your contribution of children to our society. We are currently not accepting any children from the ADVANCED MATERNAL AGE group at this time. If you feel you received this in error, please contact our office at 1-800-WRINKLED-UTERUS.”
So many people have told me that when you’re done having kids, you’ll just know.
Well I don’t know! We’re probably done having babies. Maybe. Probably.
Before Tate and I got married and we used to gaze dreamily into one another’s eyes and imagine our future family, it always included two kids. We both grew up in families of four and it just seemed logical that we’d do it the same way. I can’t believe how extraordinarily lucky we’ve been with two healthy, beautiful gifts of children. A boy and a girl! What more could we possibly want?
Our family doesn’t feel incomplete. We are complete! Definitely. Maybe. Probably.
We have discussed having a third baby, in an abstract sort of way.
“We only have a three bedroom house,” he’ll say. “Children share bedrooms all the time. But I don’t think we really NEED another child. I’m just thinking out loud.” I’ll say, watching Tate’s face change from mild panic to relief.
“I love the name Chase, don’t you?” I’ll ask Tate randomly. “What about Georgia for a girl?” He’ll look at me sideways and just shake his head. “I just like to think about baby names, not for born babies, just the imaginary ones. Can’t a girl dream?!”
“Would you really want to start all over?” my mom has asked me over the phone. The answer to that is, no. No, I really don’t want to go back to nap schedules and sleepless nights (those will return soon enough with teenagers), or breastfeeding and high chairs. Our kids are so close in age, by very careful design, they both enjoy the same activities. Next year, they’ll both be in school at the same time!
Before we got pregnant with Carson, both Tate and I felt ready to have a baby. (SO HILARIOUS, I know! Ready! For a baby! HA!!) We were 200% certain that we wanted to be parents, it was something that consumed all of my thoughts. I didn’t feel any doubt as we tried to get pregnant. The doubt came as soon as the pregnancy test was positive and lasted until he was five months old. In the back of mind, I kept waiting for his real parents to show up and claim him. I wasn’t sure at all about being ready for a second baby, but we took an enormous leap of faith and on a whim decided to give Carson a sibling. We knew we’d never regret having another baby and grow our family, but there wasn’t an all consuming urge like there had been when we decided to start our family.
Now I have even less of an urge to make another baby. I don’t fully grasp why I even entertain the possibility! There isn’t just one, neat and concise answer. Many of my friends have three (or MORE!) kids. Maybe because they seem perfectly sane, even happy, that I entertain the idea in a romantic sort of way. (Ah! Cute baby clothes and wee baby feet! Gummy grins and sweet baby smells!) Maybe I want to keep up with the Joneses. Maybe I still have so many great baby names to use. Maybe I really enjoyed breastfeeding. Maybe I’ve lost my mind. My “baby” will be three in May, and then all of a sudden I’ll wake up one day both my children will be off to college and married with kids. At some point, the childbearing years end, but perhaps it’s THE END that makes me want to keep my babies babies, by having just one more.
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I’m so curious about how people make these decisions about growing their family (or not growing their family.) How did you decide to start a family? What made you have one baby? Two babies? Seven babies? Are you done having babies? HOW DID YOU KNOW YOU WERE DONE!!!????
great thoughts on this subject!
I have been seriously obsessing about this very thing for the last 3 months.
We are in a different situation than you all, we have one child, just turned 2 in March and I am currently on thryoid medication that will not allow me to try and get pregnant.
It has definitely put a hold on expanding our family, I think it actually was a blessing in disguise. I don’t know how I would or could handle babies 2 years or younger apart.
I am so ready to expand our family, June is when I am off the meds and I am seriously beyond excited.
I think you will just know when you are truly finished expanding, I think I will.
We weren’t really planning for our first, but it was the biggest, most wonderful surprise God could ever give us. This time around will be more planned and thought out and actually I am kind of sad about it, because I would love to just get pregnant again and not think about it or worry every time we “do” it if it is working
so, go with your gut. you and your husband will know just what to do. if anything you can just practice more often…haha
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I knew.
Like you, we both came from families of 4. Like you, we had a boy and a girl.
Unlike you, mine came at the exact time. My pregnancy was miserable torture and all three of us almost died more than once. I also lived with the real possibility that if two came out the first time, you never know how many would come out the next time. While the idea of three children isn’t bad, the idea of five makes me have panic attacks.
But I think my real feeling of being done comes from being so overwhelmed with what I already have. Well that and never, ever, ever wanting to be pregnant again.
Don’t get me wrong. I love babies. I just like sleeping more.
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My husband is one of five. I’m an only child. We both like math. So we split the difference and went with three. That logic has worked for us, probably because were both information-gathering types who rely on logic more than feeling. We made a plan, we accomplished the plan, we’re done. But ask me how I feel once the hormones from this third pregnancy settle …
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Even though I know I don’t want to be pregnant again and we don’t want more kids, I think there will ALWAYS be that wondering, that little tug of babies. Maybe it’s just part of many mothers personalities. Even though I KNOW I’m done after this, I think I’ll always feel that little tug when I’m around little babies.
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I knew I was done because my first was such a lot of work. In fact, number two wasn’t planned and I cried for a month after I found out I was pregnant because I didn’t think I could handle it. Luckily number 2 turned out to be nothing like her sister and the workload wasn’t that bad. Having two made it seem easier in some ways. But I still knew i was done because number 1 was still a handful and I get overwhelmed easily. So that’s how I knew.
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Ah I remember the day sonographer told me I was ‘of advanced maternal age’ when pregnant with my third… she was trying to be nice and soften the blow of a bad Down Syndrome test result but all I could think of was “noooo I am only 34, I am not of advanced maternal age till next year!!!” LOL
Yet here I am at 37, pregnant with #4 and definitely feeling every year of my ‘advanced maternal age’…. LOL, and I have no idea how I got here! We always said we’d have two kids, maybe three… then when the first two came together (we have 6 year old twins) I suddenly decided I had to have four. No idea why. Though by the time we managed #3 I was pretty happy with what we had…. until #4 took up internal residence and now I’ve even entertained the idea of #5….
So um.. er… I have no idea… sorry!
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i love this! but really because i am at a completely different stage of age (24 years old), motherhood (14 months old) and life (changing careers). we keep getting the question of when we want to have another and, heck, we keep asking OURSELVES when we want another. so complicated and i am definitely not one with any kind of answer but it’s such a good question – how do people know?! where is the formula, i need numbers people!
So late to motherhood, I was. (Am!) Had I started younger, I’d have had another and another and another. I wouldn’t have known when to stop.
So, yeah, no help here.
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I hate to say it but I did just know I was done. (Probably.) My kids are like yours, 21 months apart, but neither kid nor the age distance was by design. Both were happy accidents and I never felt any pull to start a family, nor was I aching for a second baby when I got pregnant the second time. I have so many things I want to do that, selfishly, I can say if we hadn’t had our two accidents I still don’t know that I would have had any and I will be 35 this year too.
For me part of the problem is that I work full time, and while my schedule right now is very flexible, it wasn’t always and won’t be this way in the future. My husband would like a third I think, but isn’t willing to entertain the idea of me NOT working for 2 years to stay home. We could afford it, he just freaks out at the idea.
For me it was easy – I feel stretched too thin as it is between what I WANT to do and what I need to do. I can’t take any more great big heapings of working mother guilt.
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My last pregnancy with my second kid was a nightmare. I had a treatment at 36 weeks that almost killed us both, I had insulin-dependent diabetes … etc etc. I’m almost 39.
Physical limitations and my age prevent me from having a third. But I would if I could. So I guess you can say that my body made the decision for me.
I had my babies at 40 and 42. Pretty certain those were my only two good eggs left. I probably would have gone for one more, but my husband kept picking up our dog and saying, “here’s your third”.
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I’m right there with you. We have two happy, healthy girls who keep us busy and exhausted. Our lives are full and our wallets are usually empty, and yet, I still can’t help but think about the one who might be.
We still talk about a third as a “maybe,” but I think the whole issue will only be resolved when we a) have an “accident” or b) I age out of the breeders club.
How’s that for indecisive?
I was going through the same thing… Kya and Kena are exactly two years and two months apart… Kena is the age Kya was when I got pregnant with her. Sooooo I was like well if I want them to be close I need to get pregnant…. NOW.. But we were “done” right.. were we done, did I want to be done… kinda, maybe well sorta I think I tell my self I am done… Then my period was late. And I thought… and thought and thought… Kena would be a middle child, nursing for another 2 years, co-sleeping for another 2 years, another 20 pounds of baby weight to loose lol.. i wasn’t HAPPY, but I wasn’t SAD.. I was confused… then when my period came and I was relieved… I knew… I knew I was done, I also knew we needed to do something permanent about prevention lol..snip snip
I think we’re done, but I go through the same thing. I would welcome another, but don’t think we’re trying for one. A friend told me that the world is made for a family of four, and I kind of see that. 5 means a different car (for us, at least, and I drive a big SUV) and different table at a restaurant, etc. Right now, I feel like it’s a break when I’m home with just Abs. I can’t imagine that having 2 will feel like a break!
It took me well over a year to feel like myself again after Abs, and I’m not sure my family can go through that again…
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Both of our girls were conceived after years, and tears, and anticipation, and about 478 pregnancy tests… I knew if we could JUST have a sibling for our sweet daughter, I would be content. And, we did! We finally had another daughter. I knew then, that our family was complete. Not just that I recently turned 40…I felt complete. We felt complete. Like, somebody is having surgery, complete!
Maybe since you are still entertaining thoughts of it, your family isn’t done yet?
Reading this, I actually think of my mom. She was one of 5 and then her and my dad just had 2. When I was 8 and my brother was 6, she went with all her adult siblings to her grandmother’s funeral and apparently they had the BEST TIME. She knew she wanted that for her kids, so the plan was to have one more. She had a miscarriage but then got pregnant with my TWIN sisters. (She wasn’t 40 but close?)
Can’t imagine our lives without THEM!!
Yes, it was hard and yes, she’d do every single thing over again. (And I’m currently happy as a clam because I have 21-year old sisters that LOVE to babysit my kids!)
We have four, all close together. I just knew I wanted a big family, with all its chaos and fun. I wonder the same thing as you, are we done? I don’t know that either.
I WILL say, though, for those that are scared about expanding and “how on earth we’d ever be able to do it” — well, you just DO. You grow with it just like you grew with the first one and the second. I thought one was hard, too! Three about killed me and four has been a piece of cake.
PS – take a peek at my last post and you may change your mind. HA.
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I feel ya on this one! I’ve got a 4 year old and a set of twins. I think I would have wanted 3 regardless, but I can’t stop thinking about just one more. I don’t have time, space, money, patience or the age (I’m already 35) for just one more, yet I can’t stop entertaining the thought. I think for me it’s the closed door that bothers me the most. The finality of the snip or the tubal ligation.. *sigh*
same boat. kinda.
always imagined us with 2 little girls. always.
until my camera started reminding me of babies and i watched friend’s hands flutter over their babies moving in their tummies.
and then we got rid of ALL of our baby stuff. because we. were. done.
and then i got pregnant.
and he’s here. and i’m so in love with him. and i’m beyond patient as a mama and happy with my family and i feel like i could never imagine life without him.
i think if you are thinking of the possibility of another maybe you aren’t done?
i think you really do just know.
then again … i’m so in love with this baby phase it makes me want more. and that is SO NOT A POSSIBILITY.
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I went through the same… we had two boys, they are 3 years apart, and we decided we were done. Then, when my youngest was 5, we had our little girl. I just all of a sudden decided I wanted one more. She’ll be 2 soon, but she has been a handful since the day she was born
. I love her to death, but that girl has some spunk. (oh, and think long and hard about tackling sleepless nights again- I am still waiting to sleep through the night on a consistent basis). But even though she is tough, I’d still like another one, but unfortunately, I am unable to have more. I think when you wonder if you want another, part of you is not ready to be done yet 
i’m done.
god help me i’m done.
my surgery is scheduled.
and i am thrilled.
the one we have- well…. we can not. CAN NOT. ever. DO THAT again.
we pretty much knew (she) would be our only one even when i was pregnant. i had a good (?!) pregnancy. enjoyed a lot of it, even. very lucky in what i didn’t have to deal with (nausea, hormonal outbursts, etc…) and just dealt with what i did deal with (backne from hell, swollen ankles) just fine.
i just know in my heart that the next time, it won’t be as easy.
so the day came. wait. did i say day? i mean to say over a day came when i was in labor. natural labor. until near the end. the end that ended in a c-section.
(that i soooo thought about scheduling but then did the whole “natural” crap. ha!)
luckily (she) was just fine, healthwise.
i know there are a zillion & one horror stories out there. and we are extremely lucky and happy with our little girl.
things could’ve been worse….
and we SO don’t want to chance it.
so even tho it’d be a breeze to HAVE the baby again (no labor for me!), we can NOT possibly take the chance that baby #2 would be anything like its’ sister.
she screamed like no other baby i’ve ever met…. for more than 4 months.
it wasn’t colic. she’s just flippin’ fussy.
now she’s not even 2 yet. and the toddler persistence is pretty evident, as was the newborn persistence.
i am the youngest of 13. i have 31 nieces & nephews. i’ve been around kids. but i’ve never been around, well, her.
(my husband is the middle child of 3.)
i would clearly be devastated if any accidents should occur between now and may. i know that’s horrible and awful to think/say.
it took me a lot of soul-searching to choose to get pregnant. 3 years of discussing & planning for her. she came to be rather quickly (again with the luck!)
i had a good pregnancy, i inexplicably lost all my baby weight (and more) [thank you nursing!], we miraculously survived the beginning, & she brings us lots of smiles and “omg!s”.
she literally changed our life.
we’re fine the way we are.
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We struggled with this as well. And then we SURPRISE! got pregnant with #3. About 4 months into the pregnancy I KNEW I was done. I had always wondered when people KNEW. But when you KNOW you KNOW. There is no doubt anymore. Done, done, done. Unless someone wants to give us one…then maybe…
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Hubs got ‘fixed’ before The Chicken was born, he was sure he didn’t want to have any other babies and I knew that if I needed more than well…we had bigger issues. I always thought about having more, for years I would think that I wanted another baby and then when my niece was born I held her in my arms and then happily handed her back to her parents. I guess if my kiddos were still younger that I might want another one, but truthfully with them being 12 and 15 I just don’t know what I would do with a baby. I mean we have the room, altho I would have to give up my craft room and I really don’t want to. We have a big enough car, but the kids would never be close and I am sort of looking forward to grandbabies (which, gah!! I know! Not anytime soon, just looking forward to them) Plus we started so early that most of our friends are having their babies now and I love to go and help out and babysit and then go home for a solid night of sleep.
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I hear you about turning 35. I was pregnant with my third when I turned 34…and my OB/GYN kept saying that I was AMA because I would deliver at 35. ~grrrrr~
Now…how many children. After two I just knew I was not done. I was not ready to go back to the sleeplessness or diapers but I also was not done. We have 5 year old twins and my youngest is turning one so there is a couple years between them. However, James…my youngest…was for me. He is mine to spoil and enjoy. When my other two are out of the house, I will still have James. I love how you said that “but perhaps it’s THE END that makes me want to keep my babies babies, by having just one more”…I could not agree more!!!
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I’m struggling with this and we have one child. I could see us being completely content with just the one. But I’d really like for him to have a sibling. That only seems fair, right? Who knows, there aren’t any perfect answers, I guess.
If we do have two, I feel like I will KNOW we are completely done. For sure. And not just because I’m turning 36 in a week.
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You’ve got lots of input here so my 2 cents is unnecessary. I’ll just say that I know for a variety of reasons that we are done – 100%. But we still do the “what if” game now and then. Mostly because I start to tear up if I think too seriously about never having a little baby (of my own) fall asleep on my chest again. I miss the baby stage. I miss the baby cute and sweet and needy. But not enough to do it again. Even when we know we are done, I think it is hard for women to completely close that door in their minds.
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I’m 39, have a one year old, and I’m battling breast cancer, but I still fantasize about having another baby. Interesting how varied these responses are.
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Right now I have one baby, well, a “baby” who just turned 4 a few weeks ago.
Do I want more babies? YES YES YES! Are we done having babies? The sad truth is yes.
I had a hard time getting pregnant with my one and only. I deeply want more children, but I am again having a hard time getting pregnant. If it doesn’t happen, I know I’ll always wish for that “one” more baby. But I love and adore the child I have. THIS is our family.
I’ve always said that I’d have two kids. And we do.
We got asked a lot after our second daughter was born, “Are you going to try for a boy?”. Um…nope! There was no question that our family was complete…2 parents, 2 kids.
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This post title was hilarious.
And as for your question, I do think a lot of people do as their families did, so having at least as many kids as their parents did seems normal. Jim and I both came from families with three kids, and we each said we wanted “LOTS!” at first, and now, pregnant with our third, we are saying, “Well, we’ll take it one baby at a time now!”
As in, I am suddenly feeling that maybe we are done, even though before I always thought I wanted at least four. It’s funny. I guess three seems like the magic number to me.
Well, and also we’ve had the miscarriages, and each pregnancy has had complications (including this one, ALREADY.) It’s beginning to seem that baby-having just isn’t all that easy for us, and maybe we should stop while we’re ahead!
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Well, it’s a slippery slope. For me, having another baby only spurred me on to have even more. As an older mom (now) I can better appreciate how perfect, sweet, and fun little babies are. I’m more relaxed. I enjoy it more. I cuddle them more. I don’t sweat the small stuff. My older 3 kids were a real JOB because I didn’t stop to cherish them. I just basically kept ‘em fed, clean, and safe. But these last 2 babies have redeemed my faith in the joy of motherhood. No, it’s not easy. Often, it’s very chaotic. Having more kids means exponentially increasing the chaos. But also exponentially increasing the love. And the giggles. And the school tuition. And the fees for soccer team. And the snuggles under the covers. It’s good and bad. But really, the bad gets forgotten.
PS I might not be done at 5. We’re just not sure yet. I’d like to have another boy. And I just turned 38.
My “baby” is four now. I thought I was done but I find myself thinking about “just one more”. You know, casually. By Tuesday I will have had a total of three babies for other people. I was planning on being a surrogate one more time but more and more often I wonder if maybe the next one will be one for us.
i don’t know!!!! ahhhhh! i always thought i would have four babies and that would be perfect and my life and family would be complete. BUUUUT… now i have three, and we’re starting to talk about trying for number four and the thought of this next one being my LAST BABY and my LAST PREGNANCY and my LAST EVERYTHING – makes me horrifically sick to my stomach. i can’t be done. oh my god, i am NOT READY TO BE DONE!
…sorry, i seriously started having chest pains just writing that.
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Intellectually, financially, physically? Done. Very done. WAY done. We wanted four. We have four. Four is the number of the counting, and the number of the counting shall be four. Four is awesome, and perfect, and also The End.
Emotionally…I still sometimes wonder if maybe five wouldn’t have been so bad.
And then I do one of those, “GAH! Are you CRAZY?! What is WRONG with you?!?!” shrieks, catalog all the stuff I haven’t gotten done today because I can’t keep up with what I’ve already got, and put that whole crazy five-might-rock idea to bed.
…for a while, anyway…
the more children the biggest worry….! i prefer 2 to three not more then that.. i wanna make my parents, myself and my wife happy, thats it no big worries on growing three am confident
I think you will just know when you are truly finished expanding, I think I will.
Ok. Here I go. Smack me when you want me to shut up.
I have 3 kids. My original plan was for 2 babies. Then I had twins my first time up at bat. Yeah. Changed things drastically. I remember telling my mom when I was growing up that 3 were too many because they don’t fit well in a car (I was the oldest of 3). My boys will be three in April. I have a little girl, also. She will be 1 in a week. Their birthdays are 8 days from being exactly 2 years. I’ll be honest and say it hasn’t been easy but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
My mom told me that when I had my last baby, I would know. She told me I would know as soon as I saw that sweet face that I was done. I didn’t get my tubes tied after my girl even though the nurse actually tried to pressure me into doing it. I’m not sure I’m done. The problem is that when my little girl was 5 months old, I split with my husband. I’m kicking it single mommy with 3 kids 3 and under. Crazy? Maybe but I still wouldn’t trade it for nothing. And you know what? If I meet Mr. Right later, I may still go for it again. BTW, I just turned 29 in January so I’m approaching that age where they give you the stink eye for mentioning pregnancy, too.
Good luck deciding what you want to do, but I will say you better know for sure before you decide either way because no more is just as permanent as one more.
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Yeah. This is pretty much me. All the time. I have one son who I had through IVF so it wasn’t an easy road. Then he has Sensory Integration and man, things weren’t simple. Now that he is 6 and I am almost 39 (and divorced…party in a box, over here), I still long for another child but nothing and I do mean NOTHING speaks to the rationale for that…except that little voice in your head and heart that hurts. I so get this. I so live this. Hugs.
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I’m not sure how you make the decision, but I loved reading your comments. I have 2 girls and always thought I’d have 3 kids, but my husband fears having 3 daughters! I have 3 older brothers and I feel content that my girls have a sister, I always wanted a sister. I also had a big scare at 36 weeks with my 2nd that was a defining moment for me. Being advanced maternal age myself, I’ve decided two is great for us. Three is definitely trendier! Who knows maybe you’ll decide on a third and be blessed with twins!
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I could have almost written your post!
We always said we wanted a huge family. Then we had two (incidentally similar in age to your two, boy then girl) and dh is saying he’s concerned about overpopulation and doesn’t think he wants to birth any more. I wasn’t ready quite yet for more but now that it’s sounding like it’s unlikely to be an option…
But I don’t know! I do and I don’t!
So sorry- no advice, just commiseration!
So fascinating reading everyone’s posts! I only had 1 brother, no close cousins-and growing up I dreamed of having a big family. I always loved babies and kids-couldn’t wait to have my own. My husband is also from a small family-and would have been happy with one. I gradually swayed (wore him down, cough-cough)and we had 2, then a third surprise. I still didn’t feel done-but we gave it a year to just think about. I’m not a religious person-but this was something I truly prayed about. I either wanted to be fine with sticking with 3, or I wanted my husband’s mind to change. I just wanted peace and closure, kwim? Our youngest was 4, I was 41-so we had to make a decision. We decided to try-and I got pregnant the first month out! #4 (and our 3rd boy) was born a few weeks before I turned 42. I truly hated being pregnant the last time around, and really felt like I knew we were done. (Not that my husband had ANY doubts-he went and had a vasectomy.) I adore having 4-it’s crazy, and hectic and fun. I will admit that sometimes when I hear about friends with 2 being able to easily travel, I do feel a little twinge-but I wouldn’t change a thing. And I have accepted that I’m just one of those people who loves babies-maybe if I was younger, and married to someone who would keep on going too-I would have had more.
This is something I struggle with everyday, so I had to come back and re-read this post & the comments. I wrote a post about it not too long ago too!
http://www.outnumberedmomma.com/2010/03/baby-maybe-.html
But really, I wonder if we are just hard-wired to have this maternal instinct and want/love babies!
One of my friends says that women are done when our husbands say we’re done.
I’m still undecided…to be continued I guess!
Great post. Thanks.
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I don’t think that the age has a influence on the probability of having kids, in 2008 in Romania a 72 years old woman gave birth to a child.
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