I opened my front door this morning and was greeted by a question from my neighbour “You've got another baby? For the past few days, we kept hearing an infant crying and it seemed to be coming from your home.”
Well, yes, we've got an infant at home. But, no, it NOT ours. Curious (or rather nosey) neighbours must be “shocked” to find me carrying a 3-month old infant around the estate. Well, it’s not baby #3 for us despite the attractive baby bonus package announced by the government last month. But I must admit there were times when Di and I thought “How nice if she’s ours”. And she… is Natasha, my niece.
Note: We will be babysitting Natasha for 2 weeks because my sister (suffering from post natal depression) has no helper.
Am I having second thoughts about having another child? No, I don’t think so. I would, if my next child comes with a "100% Sweetie Pie Guarantee". Hahaha… Personally, I find it hard to imagine going through the entire cycle of raising an infant to toddler again, especially with the munchkins into their terrible twos phase now. Plus, there are tonnes of things I‘d like to do and I’m only a few months away from “getting a life” (when the munchkins go to school). I've too much to risk, agree?
Still counting down…
765 days had gone by since I was gainfully employed.
113 more days before I regain my freedom.
A couple more months before I start life “afresh”.
Baby #3? Err… maybe, perhaps, we’ll see…
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