I ate breakfast this morning. On my couch. While my kids played. Peacefully (okay that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but not much).
That is what inspired this blog.
While I was downing my Honey Bunches of Oats with bananas it occurred to me that I have been able to eat breakfast everyday for a whole week. There is no one to nurse, or hold, or put down for morning nap. I could speak, mean, and expect follor through on the sentence "play with your brother/sister for a few minutes while Mommy eats breakfast, and then I will play with you". Of course, as soon as I got the sentence out of my mouth my brain started rolling with questions like "if I had another baby what would I be doing right now?". So, at this point a lot of you are probably thinking "I didn't know that you were trying to have another baby". That's because we're not. We're not actively trying to have another baby, nor are we actively trying to prevent having another baby. But I have to admit that sometimes my heart aches for another baby or I wonder what a third McBean Offspring would be like. Of course, this is usually when my kids are asleep, looking cute and chubby with a little trickle of perspiration on their foreheads, because when they are awake and running around making a mess out of everything they can get their hands on I think "okay, this is definitely enough", or when we are out somewhere, just the three of us, doing something fun, something that they are finally old enough to do I think "if I had another baby I wouldn't be able to do this for them".
So, the debate continues. Would it be so horrible if we never had another baby? Absolutely not. We are blessed beyond measure and busier than we ever imagined with the two little people that we have had the opprotunity to make and raise. If there is not another McBean baby in God's plan, then we're happy right where we are.
But, we make such cute babies...
