I do not need another baby right now. In fact, I’d go so far as to say a baby is the last thing I need right now. It’s taken 14 months to feel like I have any idea what I’m doing. To feel anything other than tired and frazzled, as a matter of fact.
But part of me really wants another baby.
That’s right, people. I have a small case of baby fever. How do I know? Well, gee, I thought you’d never ask. Here we go…the top ten signs you’re jonesing for a babe.
Pictures of wrinkly, newborn babies bring a tear to your eye. And not one of remembered pain, but one of “ohmygodsheissocutecanaIhaveonenowplease?”
You attempt to sell your child’s outgrown clothes, but can’t bring yourself to do it. Because, sure, you have no plans to get pregnant again, but what if you did? And what if it was another girl? A girl who conveniently enough, was born at the exact same time of year? Then you’d want those clothes again, wouldn’t you?
You start rationalizing why you don’t really need the guest bedroom in your head. After all, you only have guests once every other month or so. Besides, those pull-out couches are surprisingly comfy! And hey, they could always sleep in your bed…
You start keeping track of your cycle again. You know. Just in case.
You look at pregnant bellies, and instead of smiling in sympathy, you have to stomp down a pang of jealousy.
You start sentences with “next time…” I’ll exercise all the way through. And I’ll watch what I eat. And…
You allow yourself to picture driving a minivan. And you don’t feel the urge to vomit.
Speaking of vomit, you tell yourself morning sickness wasn’t that bad. After all, it only lasted a couple of months. And those preggo pops were awfully tasty…
You give yourself a mental high five when your husband slips and says things like “our kids” (plural).
You find that you’re almost disappointed when your period arrives on time. Not that you were “trying” but…
So yeah. I think I have baby fever. But I’m pretty sure I can wait this one out. Kind of sure. Sure I am.
How about you? How do you know when you’re suffering from an acute case of GimmeABabyNows? And how ’bout you go visit Oh Amanda and spread some Top Ten Tuesday sugar around?