-I am an extremely proud, happy and blessed mama. I have 2 amazing little (getting bigger by the minute) boys, who continue to astonish me on a daily basis. They are sweet, smart and handsome, creative, hardworking and energetic. This both exhausts me and makes me smile all in the blink of an eye.
-I never liked, almost any aspect of being pregnant. After labor and delivery of Marco, and then the months of colic that followed, it's amazing that I eventually came to the point of wanting to have another. When I was pregnant with Dante, I couldn't wait for him to be born. We would have our two perfect sons, we couldn't ask for more than that and we would be done. No more pregnancies, no more nursing, no more sleepless nights. People kept saying, never say never...you could always try for that girl! Well, as soon as Dante was born, literally, I couldn't imagine not having a third child (no, not because of wanting a girl...). Yeah, I know, no one was more surprised then me. But here we are, Dante is almost two and a half and Marco will be six in June. I'm kind of on the fence here, and don't know which way to fall.
