Maybe baby, I’ll have you

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It isn’t my actual children that are causing me stress these days, but the “maybe baby” that haunts me.
I have recently crossed into ‘that age’ among women. Sure, I could still procreate, but I’ve sort of crossed that dateline where people startle, a little agog, if you do.
Maybe. Certainly for a 30-something mother of two healthy children, it makes no sense at all to have another child.
But then, it never really does, do you think?
Unless you have a hankering for farmhands, there’s usually no compelling ‘need’ to have a baby.
Yet, in the back of my mind, is the ‘maybe baby’ I still catch myself contemplating sometimes. It’s the hypothetical third child I’m not sure I want, but somehow, can’t quite give up on.
Blame. I blame the children for this. If they hadn’t arrived so perfectly timed –

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Warm, witty and just a wee bit warped, Kymberly Foster Seabolt is a native of Kent, Ohio, who survived childhood exposure to disco and grew up to marry and move to the country. Her column weaves her special brand of humor with poignant, entertaining, and honest portrayals of parenting, marriage, and real life. She currently lives in northeastern Ohio with her husband, two children, two dogs, two cats, and numerous dust bunnies who wish to remain nameless.

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