We watched my friend's daughter, who I'll call Bunny, on Saturday. Surprisingly, adding one more kid to the mix wasn't all that difficult. The only time Bunny cried was when John tried to feed her a snack, and her tantrum was short lived. Porgie didn't know what to think of her. She avoided Bunny for the majority of the day, preferring to hang out in the livingroom instead of the playroom.
Bunny's presence made me think about a possible baby number three. It really wasn't any more difficult to care for three children, than it is to care for two children. I wonder if you are so crazy after having two kiddos, that a third one wouldn't even phase you?
Of course, I am nowhere near ready to have another baby. Actually, I am not even ready to have sex yet. Way too scary. At my six week check-up, I got a prescription for the mini pill, but I never had the prescription filled. I am afraid that the pill will affect my milk supply. So, I have decided to practice abstinence instead. I think John might have a problem with this plan, but we are both too tired to even discuss it.