The gap between my brothers is 7/10/14/18 years, respectively.
I knew when I had my family, I wanted my children to be closer in age because, frankly, I had/ have nothing in common with my siblings. So, I was in a way, an only child. If it wasn’t for my cousins who are all around my age, I would have never learned social skills. my brothers are all mensans and socially retarded, physically disabled and, yes, the triple play of fun, suffer from chronic depression.
We have two children now. #1 is nearly 4. #2 just turned two.
Both were easy pregnancies and deliveries, no really, I mean it.
I wanted to start trying again after #1 at the four or five month mark because I just loved the whole experience and I wanted our children close together in age. But we waited until the one year mark to see if anything wicked popped up with our son. Nothing did that wasn’t solveable.
The first year with both, it was hard on me because my husband worked 120 hours a week and I live in a semi-rural area with no friends (that I really want to talk too.) There are no parks, no stores, no nothing anywhere within walking distance. We do not have paved roads and riding a trike is not so easy on gravel roads.
Did I mention my neighbors are very nice but dumber than a box of rocks? Intelligent conversations around here are oxymorons. I and the counselor/rabbi/Jedi knight to everyone and it is really old. :j
My mom cannot help out because they kids overwhelm her - old mind-old body. And my in laws are a huge help with taking the kids pretty much any time I want, but they are 27 miles away and they also allow their daughter to shit all over them and take gross advantage of them with her having them basically raise her precocious perfect princess who is nearly 3. This SIL is expecting the arrival of twins any moment, so pretty much you will not see me asking for anything from the inlaws at all for…oh…twenty years.
I have shrugged off my own doctor’s, dental and ( the most important) hair appointments because of lack of babysitting support services and not wanting to drag a child into a germ filled doctor’s place ( I’m a germophobe, it’s more of a hobby, really
and I have no time to exercise, so the waistline is for shit right now and exercise after one was easy, with two, they mutiny against me.
Still, I would like a third child because I function better in chaotic situations. I am really pushing the envelope for the timeline for me. If we got pregnant this summer, the next child would be 3 years behind his/her siblings and that is too much of a gap for me to deal with. #1 and #2 have their moments of territorial fights
(which will get larger and louder in time) but when they play together and #1 helps his sister out without any prompting, it is truly a kodak moment. Frankly, my children - for all the little weeds that crop up in behavior, are a total joy to be around and are the blossoms in my life.
**BalmainBoy **…hmmmm…seven kids…21 to 3…lives in Oz…could he really be Mel Gibson in disguise? 