Isn't it funny how you think sometimes "what's another baby?" I remember by brother telling me when I was pregnant with Layla that "two was a piece of cake, it was the third one..." and so I exhaled deeply.
Then came that moment with two kids, one fresh and grumpy, the other almost 2 and acting all of 2 when I thought of my brother telling me "two was a piece of cake." That is the moment I began my melt down stage. I didn't understand why 2 was so hard for me? I seriously think every has their magic number. I think for now 4 is my magic number.
I would love to adopt siblings, live on the river, eat dinner outside every evening and never work and just travel around with my darling family to show them the world. Now, that's not a reality. We have to fit into a Jeep with 'Miss Lilly the Mastiff' and we don't have that said river home yet and in fact I haven't figured out how to keep money in the bank without working so for now, a family of 4 is perfect for us.
I love hearing my clients are expecting again and adding to their magic number and I always secretly want everyone to have just one more baby. My sister. My brother. Me. Every client. Babies are such blessings it's really hard not to wish them on everyone. Now, enjoy this little Mr. below, he is now the sweet little brother to a very proud big sister and they quite the darling family of four!