Miss Kupsy has been on my case for a baby sister since last year in January. I blame her friends. No actually, I blame the mothers. They are busy manufacturing little people and putting my little girl under unnecessary pressure. She now feels lonely because her friends have playmates and she is all alone.
I have a million reasons why I don’t want to have another baby yet though and some of the reasons may sound petty but are a really big deal for me. For one, I don’t have a car and trust me moving about with a child with public transport is a real nightmare and I would not want to go through that with two children! Until I buy myself a car having another baby is out of the question. I once wrote about not wanting to have another baby but I guess time does change your mind right; you can read more of my reasons from here.
However; I never thought about procreating until recently when I realised I am all she has. If I was to drop dead today who would be there for her. Yes, my family is there but what about a sibling she can call on when life happens? I am not getting any younger and it would be ideal to have her and her sibling with a reasonable age gap so that at least that would keep them close. (I can only hope)
After typing this out I realised that maybe just maybe I don’t want to have another baby after all. I relived my labour experience and it’s a done deal. It’s not happening. I really am not broody for real and I was just enjoying the idea of Miss Kupsy having a playmate but I am not willing to do it, no thank you. Somehow I thought if I wrote it down I would convince myself to try for another one but it didn’t work. She will be fine, I am going to make a lot of money and make sure she has a fulfilling life she will never want for a sibling. Labour is not a fun place to be! What was I even smoking??