Chances are Aubria will be our only child.
Matt and I feel like we were extremely lucky to be blessed with her. She's perfect. (I know everyone thinks that.) But she really is. She was born a 10 on the Apgar (whatever it's called) scale. We could not have gotten a better child. There is not one day that goes by that we don't tell her how good she is and how pretty she is.
She gets a little grouchy in the evenings but besides that, we have no problems with her. Sometimes she sleeps all night. And she can usually entertain herself, if need be. She doesn't have to have a special formula or diaper.
We tried to get pregnant for 3 years and had one miscarriage before I was pregnant with Aubri. Neither one of us want to go through that again. Also, being pregnant was no walk in the park for either one of us.
Matt and I are 30 years old. Now granted, we are not 50 and still possibly capable of producing more children but we are no spring chickens.
Not to mention, kids are expensive. We are doing fine being able to afford everything our sweet baby girl could ever need or want. Probably even some stuff that she doesn't need or want. And we want to be able to do exactly that, give her everything she wants. If we had another child, we might not be able to do that.
I'm not saying that people should only have as many kids as they can afford to spoil, but that's what we are doing.
The problem is that people are always making comments. "When are you having another kid?" "Oh, you have to have more." "She'll want brothers and sisters."
I don't think anyone else is entitled to make that decision for us.
We have talked about it. We've made up our minds. We have a perfect little angel to spoil and we are happy with our family.
Now, how do I politely tell people to drop it?