Although I wouldn't be surprised if I did blog about poop one day.
But today, I'm talking about baby number two.
I've been asked about 1,763,245 times when we're planning on "giving" Declan a brother or sister. And I always answer, "It'll be a while!"
I want Declan to be potty trained. I want him to be able to grasp the concept of sharing his parent-time / toys / space with a sibling. I want to be finished with my schooling. I want to be back to my pre-pregnancy weight or below. I want to be financially stable. I want to be older.
Basically, we are looking at 3-4 more years.
While we're on the subject of the next baby, Aaron and I have been discussing names more lately. I hate to ruin the surprise so early, but here are some that we're thinking of:
Archer (almost certainly our next boy name - no stealing!)
Beckett (middle name only, to avoid confusion with cousin Becky.)
Just felt like putting those out there. We're totally open to commentary and/or suggestions, since we have tons of time.
And number two won't be our last. Three is my minimum. Five is Aaron's maximum. We're pretty settled on three, but I might be able to squeeze a fourth in there (out there?) once he sees how fun three is. :)