 Dear Baby #4,
Dear Baby #4,Daddy says I'm not allowed to have you. That only three kids fit in a rental car. Your Daddy is so sane and practical. And unfair. I will work on him.
Insecurely yours, 
Mommy
... because no league prepares you for life.
 Dear Baby #4,
Dear Baby #4, 
The Dalton School.  Yale College.  Columbia Law.  My resume, if I still had one, would have that triple-Ivy-League luster.  But, alas, here I am in my blue jeans, a five second lawyer, a rookie novelist, a Manhattan mom of two, musing about everything from motherhood to morality.  Am I just another spoiled soul who is wasting an elite education? Could be…
My first novel BlackBerry Girl is slated for release in summer 2010.  Stay tuned!
You are a brave soul! I have been teetering on #3 for years but have probably decided against it. I'm too scared to press our luck as my son and daughter are so amazing, I feel like I custom ordered them. (I also have an autistic brother). Our deadline for deciding is my 40th birthday, so we have less than a year and a half to decide .... Fwiw, I'm thinking the pursuit of #4 is the perfect way to use that Columbia law degree of yours!
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I've got another caveat to add: as I found out last night, it's tough to fit more than one adult and three children in a king-sized bed without someone getting hurt. Trust me, I'm aching for a #4 too, but I am starting to think that it's n ot meant to be.
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