So this morning while Abby and I were eating breakfast she told me what she really wanted. She said “Mommy I really want you to have another baby” After I almost spit out my food I tried to rationalize with her and I spoke the most profound words ever:
“WHAT?!? Abby you don’t even get along with the brother that you have, why would I want to have another one?”
She then told me that she wants me to have a girl baby and maybe she would get along with her. The key words are girl and maybe. Nothing is a guarantee. Sorry punky but your mommy isn’t having any more babies. You can beg, plead and promise to get along with her but it still won’t work. I should have told her to show me that she can get along with Andrew and then I would think about having another baby. But that would just be wrong, I guess.
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