Love ’em. Meant no offense to any of y’all with my previous post. Rock on with your twin-havin’/wantin’ selves.
Fear ’em, though. Two things:
1. From a financial (let alone emotional) standpoint, having a baby at all right now is a pretty big leap of faith. If the universe wants to split an embyro in two and we end up with twins, that’s one thing, but it seems more than a little foolhardy to try for a two-fer on purpose.
2. Sugar and I are both only children. In many ways, we like the idea of siblings, but it’s foreign to us both. We may well end up wanting more than one child, and our conversations about future plans include that idea. But for right now we’re thinking: one at a time.
So that’s what that’s all about.