Baby on board....here we go again....

Of children as of procreation--the pleasure momentary, the posture ridiculous, the expense damnable.    ---Evelyn Waugh      

Well we have done it again.  Baby number four is on the way and due this August.  I could make any number of jokes here, like how there is nothing to do up here or there is something in the water.  I could make these jokes, but I won't.  The truth is, we wanted four kids and God willing, we are having four kids.

Exciting? yes.  Crazy? yes.  Have our hands full? yep.

I will admit that it is not the wisest choice we could make, but  I am not known for my wise decisions.  We have had some interesting reactions to our news. Here are some of the highlights:

Reaction #1:  "Oh no!" (from the grandfather to be) followed by "My, you certainly will be busy" (from the grandmother to be)

Reaction #2: "You certainly are a glutton for punishment"  This from Nana, which is slightly better than her reaction to baby #3: "Wow you really don't want to work do you?"

Reaction #3:  "Be prepared for negative reactions because the general consensus is that you have your hands full"--This one is my personal favorite.  The general consensus? There is a general consensus on my life?  I know I share every detail of it, and I admit that I have struggles. However,  I really don't think anyone spends any amount of time discussing what I do, other than to spread the usual family/friends news. 

My husband has also been getting some interesting reactions.  Well meaning friends are now messaging him telling him how easy it is to get a vasectomy, and giving him contact info for how to go about getting one. 

I completely understand that our family and friends love and support us.  And believe, me, we love them.

  My hope is that when the time comes for real support, like when all four kids are screaming, we have no toilet paper cause we can't get out to get any and we haven't slept, we are totally overwhelmed and want to run away, We don't get the wonderful advice like:

"Well, you wanted four kids"   "I told you" and "What did you think would happen?"  Then and only then will I admit that my hands are truly full.

I will also be hitting anyone and everyone up for babysitting duty. 

How are we going to cope with four?  I have no idea.  I do know that I cannot imagine anything worse than going from one child to two. Two to three was okay.  Now I feel like I already have three, what is one more?

Feel free to remind me of this when over the coming weeks and months I write about my three darlings/monsters and the joy/agony of raising young kids while pregnant, tired and irritable. 

And yes, I will remember that I wanted four.