...you miss having a good angle from which to wipe a little butt.
...you yearn for a child that will not talk back, yell, or ask a million questions in response to everything you say to them.
...you miss having a child that stays in one place for more than five seconds at a time.
...you miss being snuggled and having the power to rock your child to sleep when it's convenient.
...the mere sight of a cute baby instantly makes you forget about sleep deprivation and labor pains.
...every newborn photo session you see on Facebook makes you want to take notes, hoard possible props, and figure out your camera's best settings so you can save money and just do it yourself. Ha!
...you start feeling guilty or anxious about the bins of clothes taking up space in the basement (or in my case, the crawl space. There's room for them, but there's just SO many.).
...you're getting bored with your workouts and need a change (and/or an excuse to do less). Just think of all the goals you can set for yourself once you can go all out again!
...you miss your maternity clothes.
...your kid is definitely acting like an only child.
...you're hesitant to unsubscribe from all of the baby store emails you get, because you dread the thought of resubscribing all over again in a few months.
...your "baby" has stopped calling you "Mommy" and "Daddy" and has moved on to "Mom" and "Dad" much of the time. Seriously, you're not even four and you're that grown up?
...you figure that if you're going to go through pregnancy, sleep deprivation, energetic toddlerhood, and all of the other stresses you've been through in the last few years again, you really should get them out of the way now, because you're just not getting any younger.
...you freak out about all of the hard parts of new babies that you're not thinking about and the crippling fear of having to manage a challenging, energetic child and a newborn baby...and decide you still want to do it anyway. What's more, you're willing to resort to decidedly unsexy measures to try to make it happen.
So, judging by this criteria, I guess it's time for another baby. Some stuff is happening this week in our quest, so needless to say I am hoping to take extra good care of myself and hope my body does what it's supposed to do, with a little help from the medical community. There are a lot of things that could go wrong--or less than ideal--so I'm trying to remain cautiously optimistic. We have up to six tries with this method before things get a little more desperate. Let's hope it doesn't take that long. On the bright side, if we do need a few tries, maybe all the waiting will make summer feel a little longer than usual! Always looking for the bright side...