DH goes on the 16th for a consult for a vasectomy.
As much as my heart would like another baby. My head, my sanity, our home and our bank account couldn't handle it. I've thought about it 24/7 and it is the 100% right decision.
DH had always only wanted 1 child- we agreed on 2... and got 3. 3 amazing healthy babies and I just can't roll the dice on that again. I already feel like I am spread sooo thin/overwhelmed. DH works 12 hour days at the family business and is "not a newborn person" so I'm basically on my own with them until they are out of the "baby" phase. I think my cute little Brandon was sent from God to test my patience with endless evenings of crying The final deciding factor is that once you have fraternal twins (a result of hyper ovulating) your odds of having them again are 1 in 4. I just couldn't imagine...