I thought I was done. Totally and completely done. I can think of all the reasons NOT to have a third. Financial (we can afford it but will need bigger car, bigger house), energy (I already feel tired from the 2 I have), the teenage years won't be fun...
Up until a month ago, I was definitely not having more. 100%. Two is plenty. Two is enough. They're 5 and 2.5 now. They get on well and I have a girl and a boy. We are comfortable and happy. The younger one has just started sleeping through (but still not consistently).
So why? Why is my heart saying have another?!
Please talk me out of it. My head says no, but my heart says yes.
I need help.