Zone Defense: Three’s a Crowd?

Is Three a Crowd?

After a long week of running around with the kids, work and daily life, my husband and I are enjoying a late dinner on our patio. Accompanied by a glass of wine and two sleeping kids upstairs, Friday night is looking good!  Peaceful! Restful!

And then, I bring up….child number three.

These two are a lot to deal with!
These two are a lot to deal with!

In the back of my mind, I’m thinking….why mess with this? Why bring up child number three? Finally, we can actually relax in the evening. The kids sleep through the night.  We can all fit in one car nicely.  We are man-on-man defense. And, we go on date nights often! We are are in (the elusive) groove of parenting.  The chaos is starting to subside.

 My husband, being the sports enthusiast he is, often reminds me that zone defense is not all that it’s cracked up to be.  There will be holes, missed opportunities. We (the parents team) will often lose against them (the kids team). They are sneaky, ruthless and really adorable.  That is a combination that often defeats me and the hubs.   And, I agree that two is a manageable and sensible number of children. Three kids? I’m not so sure.

But, I still want another child…..and I have no idea why.

And, he reminds me, there is a very good possibility we will have a THIRD boy. Boy number three. 

Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my guys.  They crack me up everyday. How is it possible that my one-year-old already thinks fart jokes are funny??? My older one tells me I look like a princess all the time (even without make up on)! But, I have always imagined myself having a little girl.  At this point, though, I am pretty sure I am a boy-mom. I would actually be surprised if I ended up with a girl.  

I honestly, just want another one.  I just another healthy, chubby, cherub to snuggle.  To complete our family.  We can get a bigger car (just not a minivan, please), the kids can share rooms, we might not go on a date night for a while, but (I know this sounds cliche) someday, they won’t want to hold my hand, or give me snuggle monster hug (think a tackle and hug all in one).  Someday when I ask my guys for a kiss goodbye I will get an eye roll instead of a big slobbery smackeroo.  

Life is good with this crew!
Life is good with this crew!

My mind might momentarily change when I look down at my watch and it is only 4:00 pm……and two crazy boys are wreaking havoc in my home.  When a wave of exhaustion takes over me. Or, when I JUST WANT TO BE ALONE FOR FIVE MINUTES…….I could go on and on about the pros and cons.  Or, maybe we will just take that leap of faith and know that whatever ends up happening, it will happen for a reason.  

I know that we are so lucky to have two healthy, happy boys and I don’t take that for granted for one moment of the day.

So, as of now, our dilemma is unanswered (not pregnant)…..but no one knows what the future will hold.  In the meantime I’ll enjoy those moments of chaos AND calmness…….I don’t know how long either will last.




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