Now that Tyson is approaching is 2-year birthday, I’m getting those good ol’ nudges more and more:
When’s number 2?
It’s time for a second!
Tyson needs a sibling!
If you asked me 6 month ago, many of you know I’m 100% on board. I’ve said it plenty of times as a response, “If I had it my way, I’d already be pregnant!” usually accompanied my a laugh to dilute it’s seriousness. I mean, I was serious – I definitely want another baby. But I was also kidding, sure I do, but maybe not now, maybe not as sure.
Tommy and I both have one brother each. The majority of my best and happiest childhood memories include my brother. Of cooooooourse I want to give Tyson that. It’s awesome. I don’t necessarily think there are pros and cons — just two different situations and who knows what’s best for our whole family. I was so sure another kid would complete us, but I’ve been having these moments lately where I just sit back and think we already are complete. It’s cliche to say, but obviously there’s no such things as perfect, and Lord knows we are far from it, but it’s perfect for us, for now, right now.
This bit may be selfish of me, but I watch Tyson and I watch Tommy and Tyson together and I feel so much love that sometimes it aches, but I just could not imagine loving anyone else. Is that super weird? Or does that even make sense? I don’t know if it’s even that I can’t or think I have enough love to share, or whatever it might be; I just really don’t know if I want to. I love our little family. Tyson is a happy kid, and I think I’m finally starting to realize that him (maybe) not having a sibling does not equate to him being without.
Who knows what will happen though; I’m just rambling. My own bias of having a sibling will always be lingering in my thoughts to compete, and who knows what time and new phases in my and Tommy’s lives will bring. Maybe we’ll stay a trio forever, maybe we’ll grow.