Getting A Puppy Made Me Realize I Didn’t Want Another Baby
There is something to be said for liking the status quo
It seems quite common practice, that after the birth of your first baby, when sufficient time has passed, people will ask you when you are having another one. It usually happens when your first child starts walking or talking and society has deemed they have lost their squishy “baby-ness.”
“You must want another baby right?” I am asked. “Don’t you miss the baby smell and the snuggles?”
I think about it. Do I? I look at my son. I am happy with our relationship, our life, and with the little boy he has become. I can’t imagine having any room left in my heart to love another child.
But am I supposed to want another baby? My husband and I discuss it — he is firmly against it, but now I am not so sure. A little kernel of doubt has emerged and wormed its way into my thoughts.
As luck would have it, this was about a year and a half ago, around the time when our family had decided we were going to get a puppy. I was not overly excited for the new pet and not a dog person. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into.
We named him Ponzo and he was a lovable, cuddly bundle of fur. My son loved him, my husband loved him and I was…
