I'm not sure how I feel about this yet. I am happy with two, but wouldn't mind having another one either. H says two is perfect, we have a boy and a girl, and the difference in ages is perfect. I always thought I only wanted two kids, but when H and I got together, I thought that I would love to have more than one with him, but it was never something we discussed as far as how many, just that we wanted more. Having one more or not having one more isn't a deal breaker for either of us or anything, but I still need to come to terms with it.
But now that we've made this decision, I can figure out what I want to do with my car. I bought my dad's car from my mom after he passed away. I've been having quite a few issues with it and it gets horrible gas mileage so I think it's time to look into possibly getting a different car. But having my dad's car is like having a piece of him. I'm not sure I'm ready to let it go yet.
Between these two things, I'm emotionally drained today. It's not even 8:30 and I'm seriously contemplating going to bed. But I think I need ice cream first.
I keep saying no more. And dh is almost agreeing with me (he was originally begging for another). Now that he might agree with me I am kind of sad about it.