That time again...maybe.

I turned 32 last week. Happy birthday to me.

With my steady increase in age, I am reminded that my biological clock is ticking.

Tick...tock...tick...tock.

I hear it. It pounds in my head. Almost constantly these days.

The thought of having another baby has been weighing heavily on my mind lately.

So here's my list of pros & cons.

Pros:

~We make seriously cute kids.

~Another baby would only bring joy to our family

~Alex wants a baby brother.

~Fulfill Tony's patriarchal blessing before His second coming.

Cons:

~I'm not getting any younger.

~I have high-risk pregnancies which are so NOT fun.

~We're barely making it, financially, as it is.

I've tried to discuss my feelings with my hubby about it , but he's laid the decision in my hands, saying that I'm the one that's going to have to go through pregnancy and raise the child, so I should figure out the will of the Lord myself. I know that's not the way the decision should be made, that he and I should do it together, but. . . that's all for another post, another day.

So . . . I've got a lot of praying and fasting to do. And the answer that I get is what's going to happen. That's how my life works, that's how our family works. But more importantly, that's the way our Heavenly Father want us to work. Minus the praying and fasting by myself part.

So stay tuned.