Growing up I always dreamt that I would have a big family. I always imagined having 4 Children. I then met the man of my dreams, got married and had my first child Meme and it was like whoa this is tough – having 4 Children quickly became a distant memory.
A couple of years later I had my second child Harri and, as a family of 4, it was like she was the final piece of the puzzle. I love my girls and I feel so lucky to have my little family.
The last 6 months the question on our lips is – are we done? Is our family complete? We just cannot decide. I guess my heart says yes, I would love another child. There is no better feeling than when you hold your newborn baby for the first time and feel that rush of love. I remember when Harri was born and holding her close to me thinking this cannot be the last time I experience this magical moment. I love being a Mum and think I’m good at it.
But then there is my head, should I be happy with what I have got and stop pushing my luck. We have such a strong family unit, will another child change that? There are also other factors, financially can we afford another child? We have a lovely lifestyle would that change? Would that change bother us? I also do not enjoy being pregnant, I hate writing that because I know it is such a gift that some women cannot experience but I was so poorly with both pregnancies and could I cope with that again whilst looking after 2 Children? Also, the decision might not be ours to make, maybe 2 is our number.
Another child though, what a blessing that would be, so much love and joy, another excited face at Christmas, another set of achievements and firsts, another chair at our dining table and the list goes on.
I am a firm believer in what will be, will be. Who knows what our future holds. Whatever happens I will be thankful for what I have got, a home full of love.