Having BunBun was a huge game changer for me. Pre-BunBun I used to shout from the roof tops that I only wanted two kids. “One for each hand,” I’d joke. (But I wasn’t really joking. I was completely serious.) Then I had her. Her birth was perfect, and she’s been such an easy baby that I’ve been not only considering having a third child, but I actually crave it some days.

I know some women joke around about having baby fever, but—with the exception of a few times, which I’ll get to in a minute—I’ve had it constantly since that euphoric experience of delivering my second child.

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Now, don’t get me wrong; Bunny was a game changer, too. It just turns out that she was a tad bit more high maintenance as a baby. (Sweet Bunny, if you’re reading this, but I’m sorry; compared to your sister, you were really hard.) It took me a good year to get on board with wanting to get pregnant again after Bunny, but I was seriously ready the day I had BunBun to do it all over again.

Which brings me to the times when baby fever is the furthest thing from my mind:

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  • When I text Mr. Rabbit in the middle of the day, practically in tears because both girls are screaming at the tops of their lungs, and crying hysterically, and I’m already out numbered with them.
  • When Bunny’s being a threenager (and she still has two months before she’s actually 3. Lord, help me), and I literally think I’m going to lose my mind.
  • When I can’t remember the last time I slept through the night.
  • When my husband is deployed, away on business trips, or works late, and I’m all alone.
  • When my husband comes home and I don’t even say hi. I just hand him the baby, tell him, “good luck” with the toddler, and I escape to the bathroom for a nice, loooooong hot shower with a beer.
  • When I’ve fed my toddler nothing but McDonald’s and Chic-fil-A every day for an entire week. (Hey, at least Mickey D’s serves apples in their happy meal.)
  • When the baby is teething.
  • When I finally think I have a handle on things, only to fully realize that if we have a third, everything will get flipped upside down.

But, with all that aside, I feel like our family isn’t complete yet. There’s this tug at my heart saying we need another one. To be totally transparent: I’m so scared of having a boy next time. With two girls, I know what I’m doing, but a boy would be so completely different. I’ve been transitioning the girls’ clothes lately, and every time I pack away a different size I become a big ol’ mess of tears, because I don’t know if that’s the last time I’ll see them on my baby’s itty-bitty body.

There’s also the military to deal with in our family planning. We’re up for a move in 2016, and while we have a slight inclination for where we’re going, the timeline definitely puts a kink in our baby-making plans. Everything is up in the air as far as how long we’d be without a house, how long we’d be living out of suitcases and in a hotel, and that type of stress will be hard enough, not to mention even crazier with a newborn. But, we’d like to space the kids close together, so we’re in a slight pickle.

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The other day my husband and I were playing with the girls. I had BunBun on my lap, blowing raspberries on her belly and making her squeal and giggle uncontrollably, and Mister Rabbit was right next to me doing the same thing to Bunny. It hit me that if we had a third, someone would be left out. How can we devote that much attention to all three when they’ll all want it at the same time? I’d love to hear how families with 3+ handle situations like that.

So that’s where we’re at; we’re ready and totally not ready at the same time to start trying for a third child. Luckily, a lot of our friends have multiple kids, so the support is in place for being out numbered by our little ones, even if the support is far away since we don’t (and won’t even if we move) live near our family. But I’d love to hear from you. Are you a mom with three (or more) little ones? How did you take the plunge and decide to have more? Or are you also on the fence like me? I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Images courtesy of Kim Jackson Photography in Albuquerque, New Mexico