I know I promised birthday pictures but for the first time ever I managed to actually enjoy a party without a camera glued to my face, so I have to wait until my super awesome BFF sends me the ones she took. I mean, I paid her absolutely nothing and ignored her the whole day and made her help prep all the food and didn?t let her drive home with her toddler until the middle of the night but GEEZE, how come she hasn?t uploaded the 1,000 pictures she took in the 12 hours she?s been home? Obviously I need a new best friend. Or maybe she needs a new best friend.
So until I can get all the dinosaurific details together, I thought I?d put up a quick post. Something light. Something fluffy. Like how I?ve been thinking a lot about how much I enjoy having 2 toddlers and no babies and maybe babies are kind of a lot of work and wouldn?t it be nice if I didn?t have to go through the tiny helpless infant stage anymore so maybe I don?t want any more babies?
Even saying that to myself seems kind of insane ? I?ve ALWAYS wanted more than 2 kids. When I was little I imagined having a huge family. E and I have always planned to have at least 3, maybe 4, maybe more if we talking about it after a few glasses of wine. We already have names picked out ? not a list, mind you, but actual names that are set for future kids.
But having 2 toddlers is fantastic. I am in love with these two kids at these two ages, both as individuals and as siblings. They love each other a heart-breaking amount. And they play together! Independent of me! I can get stuff done even when they are both awake! They eat food and sleep through the night (mostly) and can communicate their needs and help me with toddler-appropriate chores and sit still when I read them books. I like all those things. They?re getting to an age where we could go on a vacation as a family and it would actually feel like a vacation instead of a series of disasters interspersed with forced fun. And as clich? as it sounds, having a boy and a girl somehow feels kind of?complete. It?s a matched set! (So so so kidding.)
Luckily, I?m allowed to feel like this for a little while before I have to decide if I REALLY feel like this or if I?m just drunk with sleep and freedom. When I think about what not having any more kids means ? never being pregnant again, never nursing again, never having all those baby firsts again ? I?m definitely not ready to be done. But maybe I?m done for now. The problem is defining ?for now? ? 6 months? 12 months? Until Caroline goes to preschool? Until Little Evan is old enough to babysit? That?s a big range of ?for now?. Which is OK! I have time to think Deep Thoughts about babies and toddlers and family size and what my life would be like with 2 kids or 3 kids or 10 kids. It?s just been on my mind a lot lately because I?m coming up on one of those big life events where you waste a bunch of energy thinking about all the stuff you haven?t done yet in life and realize you never will be a ballerina or a professional furniture restorer or a chef or a supermodel or a writer for SNL or best friends with Britney Spears and maybe that?s making me a little sad.
Yep, tomorrow I turn 30.
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