If you follow me on Facebook or Instagram or Twitter, you heard this news last week. If you haven’t heard it yet, let me tell you… We are expecting yet another baby. And the biggest news of all, is that the baby will be another girl! Tally that up and you will get four girls in our household. We’ve been getting both congratulations and condolences, most condolences were for Nathan. It’s OK to feel sorry for that poor guy who is way outnumbered by the flow of estrogen under one roof. We are excited for this little girl though. I was praying hard for another girl. It’s what I know. It’s what I do. I would be so out of my elements if we had a boy. And that boy would be bossed around and dressed up by his sisters. The girls were hoping for a brother though.
And although this is a personal matter that varies per family, Nathan and I decided this would be our last child. I don’t think I can mentally or physically handle more than four children. And we want to be able to provide our children with a lifestyle that we see fit for our family. Nothing lavish. Just comfortable will do for us. Four would be the max with only Nathan working and me staying at home. Stay-at-home is a funny term because although I am a stay-at-home mom, I am rarely at home. I am busy running my children everywhere.
Anyway, the point is some families are comfortable with one child, others have more than four. And their reasoning are all different. It’s a personal matter and people come to terms differently on this topic. I would like to know how you knew you were done having children.
» Tell me… What was your experience like knowing when you were done having children?