For me it’s the hormones. I’m perimenopausal, kids 8 and 6, enjoying them now but HATED the baby stage, and suddenly get ideas like “would it not be lovely to be pregnant again and have a little baby to breastfeed and wean onto little tiny portions of solids and put into cute little baby grows”.
Reader, I HATED the baby stage. The sleeplessness, the “can’t tell me why they’re crying”, the inability to leave the house without a massive bag of spare clothes and nappies, the velcro babies who stopped me doing any housework, the inane conversations in baby groups, the toddler tantrums, the sheer unreasonableness of toddlers… Fucking HATED it.
Now we can read together, they can entertain themselves, we play board games, go to beach and skiing holidays, travelling together is fun, we have reasonable conversations, we watch movies which are not mind numbing…
It would be IDIOTIC. But it does repeatedly occur to me.