Terrible Two's

It's almost over. The terrible two's. Coleman turns 3 on Wednesday.
Truthfully it really wasn't that terrible, and it probably really isn't over. Coleman is sleeping through the night - for the most part.
He's potty trained - for the most part.
He's a really good talker and communicator - for the most part.
Tantrums are few - for the most part - you get the point, we're in a really good place - for the most part.

Now we're getting the pressure, sometimes light, sometimes full court - When are you having another???????????

In theory, yes, absolutely I want more, maybe just one more. Almost everyone we know has popped out or is about to pop out the 2nd one.
"It's so much easier the 2nd time." "He'll have a playmate." "The time will fly by."
That's the crap we hear from those parents with two or more. I can see right through them, I can see through the bags underneath their eyes, I can see through the clenched teeth.

I can see the truth.

It's not easier, you're just more beat down, so you're not as quick to respond like you did for the first one.
Playmate - yeah right, they'll play in between fights and the fights last longer than playtime.

I made a list of pro's and con's.
Con's:
money,
time,
2 or 3 more years of no sleep,
we're not that young,
it may not be as easy this time,
physically,
mentally,
spiritually.

Pro's: Look at that picture.