Wanting Another

I work with a guy that has 7 kids.

7 kids!

Though I understand why – at least why I would have more.

Abigail’s quickly becoming a kid, but Lauren’s at that in between phase where everything she does and says is super cute.

She’s like Agnes.

 

It’s only a matter of time before she too is onto being more kid like and the super cuteness is gone. It’s missing this cuteness that makes me want to have another. Keep the super cuteness going.

Then I remember all the sleepless nights, diapers, and the crying.

Then I remember we’re done.

How my co-worker made it to 7 is beyond me.

– b