"So, when do you think you guys will have another one?" The question I hate most in this world. The question that most people I know cannot stop asking me. Even when I tell them we aren't having anymore, it doesn't satisfy them.
I have one son, he is about to turn five years old, so of course this is a natural question. Most people would have had more kids by now. Believe me, if I could I would. We have been trying for 3 years to give our son a sibling, and nothing seems to be working.
For the most part, my son doesn't seem to mind that he's an only child. I guess I am lucky that he's not the kid begging for a little brother. But sometimes when he wants me or my husband to play, and neither of us can because we are busy doing other things, I can see that he wishes he had a playmate. I wish that I could have given him one.
So now I am trying to come to terms with this fact. I hope he's not like the only children I knew growing up, who hated being only children. Who loved coming to our house because it was full of kids. I guess my job now it to make sure that although he is a one and only, he's not lonely.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
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