When my husband and I got together, we started talking seriously about what our road to building our family would look like. We decided on 2-3 kids after a few years of marriage and traveling, back-to-back so they’d be close in age. Then Fox came along. He was not an easy baby by any means, with horrible colic until 7 months, moving straight into a horrible toddler phase that made it difficult to show our faces outside of the house. We knew it wasn’t smart to add to our family when we could barely handle one. Fox slowly started to come around once he entered into school and his behavior and emotions became easier to figure out and tame. He morphed into this caring, thoughtful, well-mannered child who spent hours trying to figure out how things work and studying letters and numbers on his own accord. The whole entire mood in our house changed. For a couple of years leading up to my second pregnancy, Fox begged for a little brother or sister. He wanted a baby of his own and as his schoolmates accrued siblings, you could see his need for another kid in the house growing. When we […]