My conclusions after babysitting twins
I do NOT want twins. I thought that twins wouldn't be such a bad idea…one pregnancy…two kids…done. Wrong. LOTS of work!!!
And secondly, anyone who purposefully chooses to be a single parent is nuts. Mike was not around most of the time, but even when he was there it wasn't easy.
I have come to the following big conclusions as well:
1. If it comes down to spending thousands of dollars to get pregnant, I think I will decide not to spend the money.
2. If I can't get pregnant, I would be open to adoption, but probably not an infant…potty trained age or above is good. Not that changing diapers was horribly awful, but I think I could handle it much easier if it was my own flesh and blood that I had carried around in my body for nine months. Mike has often suggested this, and I always declined it immediately, but….I am now much more open to the idea of adopting a child other than a baby…babies are easy to place. I think I'd be willing to stretch a bit and open my heart and home to a child who needs us. After all, what is my outcome in all this? Is it to be a parent? Or is it to have a baby? I think being a parent is a nobler ambition than just having a baby.
3. I am not cut out to be a babysitter. ;-)
All joking aside, it was an eye-opening experience. And a good one. It focused me a lot. And that is always a good thing.
