Once upon a time there lived a lady who dreamed of getting married and having 3 or 4 kids.
She grew up and met the man of her dreams. They fell in love and got married.
They got pregnant and had a baby girl. The lady no longer wanted ANY more children.
5 1/2 years have passed. The lady thought she could fool her uterus. She was wrong.
She secretly wished for just 1 more bundle. Boy or a girl would make no difference.
She secretly has been picking out names.
Her daughter promises to throw pennies in a wishing well to wish a baby out of her tummy and then wish after the baby is born that her mommy's tummy will go back to normal. (I need one of those wells.)
The lady and her Prince have decided to have another child. She is scared but excited at the same time.
Will she love this baby as much as her precious girl? Will her girl be too jealous of a new baby?
Will she have enough money to care for the baby? What if she CAN'T have another baby.
She prays that all will work out but is sure she will take the next step.
How did you know you wanted more than 1? Did you make the right choice?