My second child was 'MY' decision!

As I looked at the two fine lines in the pregnancy indicator which confirmed the presence of a new life inside my womb, I was blissfully amused. So here I go again! After loads of ‘IF’s and ‘BUT’s, I have taken the dive to be a mother all over again. Why did I want to go through this craziness yet again? There were few practical points which I applied before I reached into a level of acceptance to go through the ordeal again.
1) Is my body ready to be the creator of the little one again? As it turned out, second pregnancy was more difficult than the first one. I was always exhausted and was continually low on energy, leading me to take a break from my work much earlier than I had expected. But on the brighter side, I already knew what was to be expected which made me brave enough to try new ways of putting myself to ease. I was more adventurous with indulgence in food and intimate moments alike.
2) Is my first baby ready to take on this responsibility? My son had been the centre of the focus of both the parent’s life for quite long, more than 6 years to be precise. To share the limelight with a tyke would have been difficult for him, but for the fact that I involved him in the baby’s progress from the beginning. From trips to the doctor to singing lullaby to my oversize tummy to holding the baby with care and tenderness, he did it all with overflowing enthusiasm! Telling him consistently that the second baby is in fact a gift from God to all three of us to take care has definitely helped.
3) Is my career ready for the speed breaker again? For the career moms, a break in career is inevitable post increased maternal responsibilities. In my case, having a few years of gap has helped my career too, since I was able to recover from the initial setback and have been better off financially.
Apart from these logical and analytical points, there was ONE emotional push which led me to accept the challenges of motherhood one more time. Was it to quieten the nagging people who would lecture incessantly on completing the family with two children, but would conveniently cut corners when actual help is sought with the baby? Nah! Not really. Was it for my son, whom I wanted to gift a lifelong bond of blood, more so since I had got very close to my only sister over last couple years? Yes, to some extent. Was it not ME who wanted to feel the innocence of those little eyes, to bask in the toothless smiles, to get lost in that gibberish talk once more time? Wasn’t it indeed my need to be completely wanted by another being for each of her need? Yes!! Definitely. The answer to the ‘WHY’ was indeed ME. And I am living this decision of twice motherhood with delighted contentment every single day!