Uterus vs. My Brain

I never really believed in that whole biological clock thing until recently. I always thought it was a bull shit excuse women used to have more babies. Now I get it. It’s never been a secret to anyone that knows me; I want lots of kids. I would love to have like 12 kids, but  reasonably I’m okay with three. Now we come to the issue of when do we have these extra children?

In the past month or so my uterus has decided that NOW is the time. My uterus/biological clock are working against every fiber of common sense in my brain trying to convince me that now is a good time for another baby. Here’s a little sneak peek at the crap that goes on between my head, the logical one, and my uterus.

My head: I want to wait a few years for another baby.
My uterus: But then your eggs might be dried out or no good, NOW! Have a baby now!

My head: I just want to enjoy my one little boy right now.
My uterus: If you had two babies you could enjoy them both at the same time!

My head: I want to sleep at least 4 hours straight before getting pregnant again.
My uterus: Bull shit! You’ll get it all over with at once, in a few years you’ll never have to worry about that again because your kids will be older.

My head: We just can’t afford it right now.
My uterus: And you were so prepared for the last one?! Yeah right, you’ll never be able to afford them, just do it now!

My head: I’m too exhausted to be pregnant right now.
My uterus: You think you’ll be any less tired when your son is 2 and running around like a crack head for 20 hours a day?

My head: There’s just too many things going on right now to make that kind of decision.
My uterus: There’s always going to be something going on! Who cares?

My head: I don’t know if I can handle two kids in diapers at the same time.
My uterus: It will be more depressing to get one out of diapers and then have to go back to diapers again and start over.

My head: It would be nice to not be pregnant or breastfeeding for a little while. I could have my body back for once!
My uterus: Selfish! You have your whole life to ruin your body, you only have a few years to make babies.

My head: I love my little guy so much, I want more babies.
My uterus: Damn straight! Let’s get this party rolling!

Eventually my uterus will win this battle, I’m just not sure when. I’m hoping that it’s when my husband and I are both ready for another baby. I want there be excitement around this next baby, not fear and worry. Thankfully I have a husband who is very, very good about birth control and will hopefully prevent any slip ups, just in case my uterus takes over my head one day.