Thematic Thursdays: Do I Want Another Baby?
I’ve had a serious drop in hormones. I haven’t breastfed since Sunday, and Tuesday involved lots of tears and cravings for chocolate. Also, I actually uttered the words, “I want another baby.” If you’ve heard anything out of me for the past year, it’s been, “no more kids.”
In that moment, I meant it. I wanted to be pregnant and hold something cuddly after nine months. Mooch and Hannibal soon reminded me of the sleepless nights, crying, and potty training, and I came to my senses. Wednesday I was fine emotionally, but the cravings wouldn’t stop. All in the same day, I had a donut, four soy ice cream sandwiches, and two peanut butter cups.
I remember when I stopped breastfeeding Mooch. I drove around Hawthorne at three o’ clock in the morning screaming at the top of my lungs. Sometimes, being a woman is no joke. Actually, *most* of the time being a woman is no joke. I will get through this. My family has been very supportive. Hannibal is very huggy, Mooch keeps me in touch with reality, and Fuss piles on the kisses. I think we’re handling the transition well. Now if we could just get Fuss to drink something out of a sippy cup besides water. This kid really believes milk should come from nipples. Who am I to convince her otherwise?
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