Greedy

The minute I had my kids, I knew I wanted more. Even with as hard as my pregnancy was, I'd do it again in a second. And we have frozen embryos (or "freezer tots," as my husband has taken to calling them), so more is a possibility. (I can't imagine we'd do another fresh IVF cycle.) My husband and I have agreed to table discussion of more kids until early next year, when the twins will be approaching their first birthday. If we decide to do it, we'll do it right away. My husband at this point seems amenable. He HAS said he wants one vs two at a time, though, and I can understand that. (One seems like it would be so easy. Although one difficult baby is likely as hard or harder than two pretty easy babies, which is what we've ended up with.)

A related (and funny and sweet) conversation with my husband, from last week:

Me: I just got my period. Not even 6 weeks from delivery. Weird.

Him: Maybe that means you're super fertile now. Should we use birth control?

Me: Are you serious? OK, first of all, if we get pregnant on our own, it'll be a miracle. And second, if I did get pregnant, that would be so awesome...all the money and time we'd save versus going to the clinic, not to mention all the drugs I wouldn't have to be on...

Him: Yeah, but I feel bad for the freezer tots. I want to spring some more freezer tots, don't you?

And I totally get it. Those embryos in the freezer...I hate the thought of not giving them a chance at making it.

By the way, the only considerations in my mind for us not having a bunch more kids are 1) my age (I'm three years away from what I personally, for me, consider "too old") and 2) being able to do what we want with the kids financially (eg send them to good colleges). Because of these factors, if we do try it (try to have more kids), another successful pregnancy would almost certainly be my last.

We'll see how we feel in nine months or so...

XO