Within an hour of my son's birth my mother strutted into the hospital room--as a very new, first time grandmother--and asked, "So when's number two?"
I nearly choked on my much needed orange juice. Twenty-two hours of labor and 3 hours of pushing had me a wee bit dehydrated, if not exhausted. And a bit overwhelmed--I'd had under ten minutes of mommy practice and she was asking for a timetable on the next one?
Now fast forward four and half years later. There still wasn't a number two. Not that we've prevented it from happening. But it has been decided, we're ready. At least as ready as two adults of one child can be--I mean who really is ready?
Here's my short list of signs. But remember, this is just me--use your best judgement:
Babies look like adorable. Even when they are crying. Whimpering. Wiggling in car seats atop shopping carts in the grocery store.
You find yourself wanting to help said mom by offering to hold the kiddo and like nestle and cuddle, and just be a mom to a baby again
Agreeing whole-heartedly with blog friends who are contemplating child two and are giving you every reason to and not to want them... but you still do
Don't care that you may never ever sleep again (ever) with the arrival of another urchin. Even if the other one hasn't quite gotten the whole sleep in big boy bed ALL night long
The thought of breast-feeding a high-demand nurser doesn't revolt you
If you said yes to 3 of the 5, you're likely ready. At least by my standards. But remember, I'm a mom of one who wants a two.
Bethany Hiitola lives in a far north suburb of Chicago with her husband, son and new daughter. Throw in the animals, and it is a full house of chaos. Somehow, Bethany still manages to reach for her dream of writing—all between diaper changes, nap times, fixing meals, and work projects. Oh and giving her husband the attention he deserves. More details are at her website: www.bethanyhiitola.com