The whole time I was pregnant with Adelle, I swore I was done being pregnant. I actually think that may have been what I was talking about in one of those mystery blog topic emails that I sent to myself (read here). I wonder if I was yelling out VASECTOMY!!!! any time anyone talked to me about having more kids? It is possible. Entirely. You know, between dry heaves.
Adelle still isn't "easy" yet. She is happy and cute and everything, but homegirl does not sleep and is a crappy eater and some days still wants to be held all day long. Sometimes it takes an hour to get her to go to bed.
On those days, the percentages are decidedly vasectomy. Adelle was up 3 times last night, and then Mark's percentages went from 60/40 vasectomy, to 75/25 PLZ SNIP THESE BASTARDS SO I CAN SLEEP, KTHXBAI.
And then some days she is so sweet and so fun and then I can't imagine that, for sure, this is it no more babies ever. And then I'm all, 60/40 more smooshy baybees.
I'm still 50/50. Or maybe 51/49, vasectomy.
All of this is very hilarious, considering that we required hard core science to even get pregnant. Twice. And now that I got pregnant by surprise I just assume that I have all of these options to even consider. I'll guarantee one thing - I am 100 percent never, ever doing fertility treatments again. Ever. No more IVF, no more frozen embryo transfers.
(Not to appear anti-science because I love science! Science is my favorite. Truthfully, I can not even deal with the prospect of getting pregnant with twins again. I can't imagine the crazy in my head that would result. So that's that.)
It would be so nice to get rid of all of the baby stuff in our house. To know that every time there is a hard stage (like OMG RIGHT NOW), it is the last time we will have to deal with it. That soon, we will have two functional little humans and the freedom associated with age 2+. To know that my body is mine again, for good.
But then, boo. No more fat cheek babies? That's kind of...sad.
So, blog friends, I ask you: How do you decide? Do you just "know" when you are done? Or did some other circumstance make the decision for you?
Also, isn't it funny how hard it seems to have one baby, until you have two? Hilar. Yeah, I should totally have another baby. What, with all of this attractive bitching and moaning.