I know so many people, in real life and online, who are pregnant and I’m having a serious case of baby fever. We plan to have at least one more child, and there’s a big part of me that really, really wants to start trying now. Tage would be a little over two years old when the baby was born if I got pregnant right away, and while that’s a bit closer in age than I’d like to have them, it would certainly be manageable. And if we had another baby now, we’d have time to have a fourth one before I’m thirty-five, which is my self-imposed limit on baby-making.

On the other hand, I really want to lose some more weight and get into better shape before I get pregnant again. Also, I’m not ready yet for Tage to stop being my baby, and I really would like for him to be three or four before we add another child to the mix. I know that waiting is the wiser course of action, but it’s hard to tell my maternal hormones that.

Dilemma, dilemma …