I confess... I am still so torn on the one more child idea, and I can't stop thinking about it and I feel like I'm going to have some regrets, no matter what our decision is. Our hearts say Yes Yes Yes. We love our children so much, and they are so incredibly different and so amazing and we would love to see what another baby would be like. The different possibilities are so cool, and I can't wait to meet another little combination of us.
Our heads say No No No. We are a perfectly symmetrical little family unit right now. We fit at restaurant tables, in hotel rooms, at board games. One more baby would create an odd man out scenario and push us over the edge for a lot of convenience and cost factors. Plus I think my mom is still counting the days until she can move back to Wyoming, and I don't know how she'd react to another baby. We wouldn't require her to stay here, but I think she'd feel like she should.
Sigh. And I feel like I'm on a short clock to make this decision. We wouldn't want the babies to be more than 3 years apart, so this means pregnant by November. Plus I'm old. However, I think we're leaning toward No, and I'm so sad about it.