What’s one more?!

To say my life has been busy over the last year is an understatement. There really isn’t anything that could have prepared me for what is coming next. 

My husband and I had made the choice that having another child was not the direction we wanted to go. At this point we already have four amazing kids after all. To have another child at this point would be financial suicide. Then again, I do love naps with babies. 

Our family dynamic is complicated, that would be one way to put it. A cluster fuck of whose your momma, whose your daddy would be another. At the end of the day it works for us, and that really is all that matters. I feel as though I should explain, or give a little bit of back story, but honestly that is irrelevant to the point of this particular blog. 

Four children. We are already raising FOUR children. Ages 9,8,7, 4….. and one more. Wait did I say four? Mother of four is soon to be past tense as mother of five I become. So again I ask you, what’s one more? 

 

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