Is Two Enough? Adding Another Child To The Family
Last year, we made the life altering decision to expand our family.
We already have two wonderful little boys who turned 4 and 2 respectively earlier this year, so the time just felt right to make a new addition.
I have always wanted to have several children. I definitely knew I wanted to have more children than my parents opted to have. Having grown up with just one sibling, I felt like there was something missing. I grew up wishing we had a bigger family and my sister and I often questioned my parents as to why they both came from big families of 8 and 9 children respectively, but yet chose to only have two themselves.
My mother says it was a toss-up between just feeling she was finished having children, knowing that two children was the maximum they could have and still be financially sound and the fact that she couldn't "be listening to anymore!"
Fair enough. But I still wish I had more siblings.
I met my now-husband almost 14 years ago and just fell in love with his bigger family. There are 6 siblings, something I always yearned to have. According to my husband growing up was busy and never quiet, and although he feels 6 would be too many for us, for both financial reasons as well as our sanity, we do agree on the saying "the more, the merrier".
When we decided we would like to start our family we were lucky enough to fall pregnant with our first son straight away. It was a hard nine months fraught with hospital stays for Hyperemesis Gravidarum and bed rest.
I distinctly remember swearing that I was never having another child.
Then Will was born and everything changed. I love the Rajneesh saying:
"The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new."
It's just so very true. I have found motherhood to be wonderful and I feel like when Will was born, so was I. Still the same woman I've always been, just better. More like the me I was always meant to be.
All too soon Will turned one year old and we began to toy with the idea of having another child. Once again we were lucky, and we fell pregnant quickly though our second son Jamie didn't make things any easier for me. Once again the pregnancy had its issues, like a worse case of Hyperemesis Gravidarum resulting in 7 hospital admissions.
Now our two boys, with an age gap of 23 months, have mostly similar interests. They are each others biggest fans - and worst enemies. Seeing the bond between them makes every hard moment worth it, and then some. Our choice to add another family member to our household was met with mixed reactions. I've found that a good number of people think that two is enough so I'm often met with the statement "You must be going for a girl." While I won't deny that I'd love to experience being a mother to a daughter after having two sons, we chose to have a third child because we wanted another child. Period.
I've also been met with comments like "You'll have your hands full." Well you know what? My hands are already full with the two I have. And while adding another person to our life is exciting and terrifying all at the same time, there's no turning back now!
Yes, my hands may well be full to overflowing, but so will my heart!