Comments on: "So You Had a Third."

By: Judy

Judy — Wed, 29 Sep 2010 15:59:59 +0000

Oh boy, do I relate to this post. The only time we were not seen as a bit off the wall for having four children was the three years we lived in Utah. God bless the Mormons and their Suburbans full of kids. It made us look like slackers.
I once wrote about our decision to have four. It was a huge step for us. Three had become comfortable (the two big kids were in school) and our third had medical issues that were hereditary. It was a huge gamble. But I live by the mantra ‘no regrets’ so we dove in. If you have a second, here’s the link to that page of my blog.

http://justonefoot.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-many-is-too-many.html

Love your blog, BTW. It inspires me to write. That’s my best indicator of a great, worth-bookmarking blog! :)
Judy
justonefoot.blogspot.com

By: Goddess in Progress

Goddess in Progress — Wed, 26 May 2010 21:07:02 +0000

I’m new to your site and poking around the archives. Hi! :-)

This really resonated with me. I have almost 3-year-old twins and have just convinced my husband to go for the third. He was strongly in the “no thank you” camp for a while, for many of the chaotic reasons you mention (plus a few twin-specific ones). I understand all that, but the longing remains. The sense that I know I’d always regret/wonder/wish if I didn’t do it.

The twin factor adds an extra dimension for me. On the one hand, I have this instant “perfect”, symmetrical family (boy and a girl, poof!). And they’re wonderful and delightful and challenging and awesome. But even though I’ve always been a mom of two, I haven’t had the opportunity to be a second-time mom.

Anyways… we’ll see where this all takes us. But I’m glad I found your site!

By: Erin

Erin — Tue, 18 May 2010 19:44:24 +0000

I have three children. As I read your post it seemed like your words were flowing out of my own mouth. I feel and felt the exact same way. I knew the moment my second child popped out that I wanted another baby. The fact that I had two girls first may have helped with my decision hoping that we would have a boy (which we did), but it didn’t matter to me, I wanted three.
Three are exhausting, but so are two and probably four or five. Three adds more laundry, longer in car seats and diapers but it also adds more fun.
I also agree with the body thing..my tummy didnt go away this time :(
I get asked all the time, “Is three so much worse?” Well yes its busier, but its not like I regret it. The hardest part is the stage I am in now. My son is a toddler, he runs away and freaks when I pick him up and my 4 year old doddles and my 7 year old tries to help. Thats the stage I’m in and its hard. But give my son a year and it will get better..
It will always get better!

By: Chris

Chris — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 18:52:27 +0000

You said you have to work to get the body back…do you have TIME for that? Because I sure as heck don’t. And some days I wonder; for as much time as I spend chasing my 3 year old and 2 year old around, and up and down the stairs, it’s a wonder I haven’t lost more weight. But I don’t have time to worry about it, I’m just too tired. So glad I found your blog!

By: Ten from Jen: Blog Posts of 2009 — Momalom

Ten from Jen: Blog Posts of 2009 — Momalom — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 18:30:53 +0000

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By: Rae Ann

Rae Ann — Wed, 06 May 2009 17:56:00 +0000

Love-ity, love, love this post! I have two and want three. People keep telling me that I have the perfect family with a boy and a girl, but I am LONGING for a third. Still in debates with the hubs who was finished as soon as we saw the penis on the sonogram.

I also love your blog design. Your header is FAB!

I'm following you from the MBC Under 100 Club. I'm looking forward to reading more.

By: MommaD

MommaD — Wed, 06 May 2009 16:03:00 +0000

i am the mom of four boys. my youngest is eight months. i get the comments of “how do you do it” and i am dazed by it…i am in it, it is my life, and i have no choice but to “do it”. life with four is often utter chaos, never in my life did i think having just two was a super easy kind of day. i mourn no daughters, but am blessed with nieces up the whazoo. i get to be the aunt who wants to take them to do the fun girly things. and in the meantime i can do my absolute best to raise four strong, independent, compassionate gentlemen. and let me tell you, i still get comments about having more to “get a girl”. i simply say God thinks i am very special to give me four sons. i am not special enough for five.

By: Jen

Jen — Wed, 06 May 2009 01:09:00 +0000

LiteralDan–Every kid is SO different! And we didn’t so much plan the kids as stop actively preventing them. Good luck to you!

By: LiteralDan

LiteralDan — Tue, 05 May 2009 19:02:00 +0000

I liked this post, because my wife and I have been talking for awhile about having a third. I'm sure we're insane, because my daughter was as big a challenge to drag to toddlerhood as my son before her was a breeze. So who knows what we'd get the third time?

Mostly we think it would be fun to actually get to plan a pregnancy for once, like all those Fancy People who do that. We have all the baby toys and clothes and junk you need still laying around, so why not?

Again, I may be mildly addle-brained.

By: Sarah

Sarah — Tue, 05 May 2009 12:21:00 +0000

And that’d be me, number three, poppin’ right out saying hello to the world. I know you wouldn’t have it any other way, Mom, now that you see how absolutely extraordinary I am (heh heh heh) but I’m glad that I was a surprise, and I’m okay with the fact that you weren’t too cool with it for a while. Having now three myself, of course I understand. And I wouldn’t choose to have it any other way either. Even with all the madness.

I’m a little sad that I don’t have a daughter. Okay, a lot sad. That’s a topic for another post. I would love to share my world with a daughter the way we do. But I often think of what Jen has said about having three boys: that I can be proud to raise three strong, respectful, happy men who have purpose and understanding and compassion. Okay, I added a few words there. But I know what she meant; to raise a boy to be a good man, a solid, good man, that will grow and marry and have a family of his own someday, is a special feat, and my challenge (x3)!