Five years ago, right after G was born, my OB said “guess i’ll be seeing you again soon for number 3!” to which I laughed for a good 5 minutes then said “No way!”. Mostly, it was because of my age – already in my late 30’s and a history of complications left me gun shy to go for a third. Besides, likely I would have had twin boys…..gah!
Anyways, I will admit to have struggled a bit over the years with not having a daughter. Don’t get me wrong, I love my boys more than anything and think I am more suited to be a mom to boys but I had fantasies of shopping trips, mani/pedis and bonding over One Direction with my own daughter. I can barely get my boys into a mall without one or both screaming “Nooooooooooooooo!” or having to bribe them with treats. Sigh.
I also struggled because I lost a baby between my two boys. At 21 weeks it was gut wrenching to lose my baby girl (Peyton would have been her name).
That small hole that is still left in my heart is luckily filled with three gorgeous nieces which I can spoil with girly things and get my pink fix when required. I feel good about where I am in my life and now that both boys are in school, I can’t imagine going back to diapers and later night feedings.
So when I get asked “Are you going to have a third?” I can still say with confidence “No way!”