After we had Paige, who was #3 (I know this isn't going from 2 to 3, but the feelings are the same kwim?), we said that maybe we would have one more, but we ummed and ahhhed for so long about it and all the pros and cons (pros being that we would have another child and cons being the usual - car, house and money). I did go for months feeling that I was happy with 3, but deep down inside I knew that I still really wanted another one and that I wasn't really as happy as I thought I was. In the end we didn't want to regret not having the 4th child we wanted so we decided to go for it and we haven't regretted it at all.

I admit though that the adjustment time was hard at first but things have really settled down now. Some days I do feel like I'm not coping, but I always think to myself that tomorrow is another day and will be different from what today was. I completely understand the need for "ME" time, and I get to a point where if I don't get away for a day by myself I will just scream, but the way I see it is this is such a short time in the grand scheme of things and before I know it they will all be at school and I will have all the me time I want then.

Sometimes I think you just have to go with your heart (the ache for another baby) and not your head (thinking of the time, house, car and money)