Clearly... I'm Insane!

Wow, two blogs in one day...

This Mumma's on a roll!!

So, lately, I have had such a HUGE urge....

To have another baby.

I know, I know,

After my last blog, this is obviously so NOT the time.

We are obviously in no position to bring another gorgeous little person into the world.

But a Mumma can always dream, right?!

It just seems, all around me, people are having babies, or falling pregnant :(

And whilst I'm extremely happy for them all,

I can't ignore the jealous pang I feel, every time someone announces their pregnancy, or birth of their gorgeous little new born.

I really shouldn't be so clucky, considering my not-so-little Buddha is only a bit over 13mths old.

But yet, that cluckiness, is nagging away at me.

I'm yearning to have yet another.

No matter how hard I try to ignore the clucking,

it can't be drowned out!

I do new-born so well.

I can handle the no sleep, as I never sleep before midnight anyways, and I'm always up at the crack of dawn with Ziah as it is. And half the time, I'm still waking through the night with Izaiah.

I'm all in routine for another baby! Haha

But, there are so many reasons why I shouldn't venture into that territory, just yet anyways.

We are living at my inlaws at the moment, while we try to find a house.

Izaiah is sharing our bedroom.

We are not financially ready for another bub right now.

Izaiah still clings to me, almost, every minute of the day. And screams whenever anyone else touches me, or goes near me. And screams the house down whenever I leave his sight.

Oh and not to mention the little fact of, Andrew has said no, for now anyway.

Yet, even though I know all of these reasons, and they are legit reasons as to why I shouldn't even consider another baby yet,

I can't drown out the constant clucking!!

It's strange actually,

I had always said, I would only ever have one kid.

I never wanted a big family.

All I ever wanted was one little girl.

That was, until I fell pregnant with Khiarna.

Once I was pregnant, I wanted a boy.

And I no longer only wanted one, I wanted 4 kids.

Big jump I know!

And then, after having Izaiah,

I wanted even more, so badly.

He brought out the true Mumma in me, I guess.

He made me even cluckier, from the day he was born.

I didn't think it was possible to get even more clucky once having a baby.

Or, for your own baby to make you so damn clucky for more!!

Izaiah was 28 days old, and I asked Andrew if we could start trying for another a.s.a.p!

He's reaction, of course, was "You're crazy!"

Haha.

I thought, as Izaiah got older, my cluckiness would go away, slowly.

And even though, both kids are being such little brats lately, I still want another, sooooo badly!

Don't worry, you don't have to tell me,

I already know it.

Clearly...

I'm insane!