Reason #562

It seems like every day I come up with a new reason why I never want to be pregnant again. I've been doing this officially since my pregnancy with Colby, unofficially since I was pregnant with Kyla. If you wanted me to do a pros and cons list of being pregnant, well, there would be no contest. No babies for anyone! Anyway... here's the latest:


Kyla came into my room like this and told me she was feeding her baby. OMG. It's probably not what you're thinking. It's not the nursing, it's not even the full year commitment I made with each child. Reason #562, 563 564... has a lot more to do with a child's curiosity and the questions that come with it. I remember seeing a 5ish year old asking a woman nursing what the baby was doing in her shirt, oh gosh. If I ever had another child, Kyla could be 5, 6, possibly 7. She's already a smart kid, what she could come up with, the possibilities are endless and I don't need to go there. Why do that to myself? I should clarify. This reason is not THE reason why I never want to be pregnant again/have another child. That would actually make me come across as immature and probably an incompetent mother. There are many reasons, and some are more logical than others, this is not one of those ; )