That's where we stand. We weren't one of those 'one and done' families. After having Andrew I knew I wanted him to have a sibling so I knew that we would be having another baby. Of course all throughout my pregnancy with Elliot I was stressing out about being able to love him as much as I love Andrew (I do) and my ability to be a good enough mom to two kids (I hope that I am).
Now that Elliot is here and we are relatively settled into our life as a family of four we are getting the inevitable "Are you going to try for a girl?" question. (Seriously people - Elliot's only 2 months old!)
While I know that J would love a little girl it's just not in the cards. I do feel a twinge of sadness that he won't get his daddy's girl, but when I look at our boys I feel complete. I don't feel that I am missing out by not having a daughter. That might sound strange, but I've always been a bit of a tomboy. I just relate better to boys. My mom seemed a little taken aback when I commented about not being sad about not having a daughter - probably because I'm one of three girls and she thought I would want one.
Even though I feel that our family is complete, we didn't want to take any permanent measures just in case. So this past Tuesday I went in to get my Mirena. I was a little nervous heading into it, but in all honesty it was no worse than an annual exam. Some mild cramping that afternoon, but nothing that even warranted taking some Motrin. It's a relief to not have to worry about taking a pill every day (I kind of sucked at remembering all the time) and it's such a low dose of progestin that it should have no impact whatsoever on my supply so nursing Elliot should be fine. It is a little weird knowing there is a little foreign body down there, but it's nice to not have to think about it on a daily basis.
So yeah, I'm 99.999999999% sure that we are two and through. As it stands, they're a pretty awesome two: