Every time I entertain the idea that a baby would be a great idea, Saturday morning rolls around and my mind is changed in an instant. Saturday morning looks like this in our house (please remember that I am unemployed and my husband does not have to bring his work home):
Me (to my husband, about 10 a.m.): So, what are your plans for the weekend?
My Husband: Oh, well…..I need to go to the hardware store, I want to spend some time in the studio. That’s about it.
Me: I think I am going to hit up yoga and then go meet up with a friend. That’s about it. Want some pancakes?
My Husband: Yes!
So we slowly roll out of bed, pet the cat, make pancakes and go about our day.
No kids jumping on our bed waking us up at 6 a.m.
No shouting from the living room about whose toy is whose or what show to watch.
No “Whose turn is it to change the baby?”
No “Annika has a play date at 3 but Eric has soccer at 3. Can you call the Johnsons and see if they can take Eric to soccer?”
No “I think Annika is getting an attitude problem. What are we going to do about it?”
Oh, Saturday morning, you save me every week.
Reasons not to have a kid: 3
Reason to have a kid:0
A sound argument.
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