Since I’ve been back from visiting baby Cooper, I can’t stop thinking about him. After spending 15 hours holding him, snuggling him, feeding him, changing him, smelling him, and staring at him, I’ve developed quite an attachment. I miss his squeaky little grunts, his wide shifty eyed glances as he absorbs his surroundings, his silly facial expressions that make me and Bett laugh, and the way he smiles in his sleep after a full bottle. *sigh* For the first time since Summer was born, I really feel like I’m ready for another baby. Actually, if Bett and Chew really loved me, they could just give baby Cooper to me. 
Seriously though, I’ve been having baby on the brain these past few days (in the worst way). And I’m not the only one. My girls have been long ready for a while now. I see how Ashlyn and Summer love crowding around baby Matthew…how they love bringing him toys, making him laugh, squeezing his cheeks, and kissing his face.
The only person who’s not onboard is Aric. We’ve talked about it before, and he’s perfectly happy with two. I understand and respect his feelings. It must not be easy as he is single-handedly supporting our family financially. Thoughts of all the classes (dance, swim, art, music, etc..) that we want to enroll our kiddies, family vacations, AND college tuitions are enough to make me reconsider. Besides, I’ve always felt that the fear of having a third daughter probably scares the bejezus out of him.
The last time we were at Patti and Sam’s, I caught him making roaring/screeching sounds as he recklessly maneuvered a Matchbox car with his finger on the dining table. How great it would be if he had a son. Someone whom he can share and pass down his love of gaming, pcs, and car modifying. hehehe Instead, his world is immersed in all that is pink, and sparkly, and Princess, and Claire’s Accessories, and Cheetah Girls. HAHAHAHA!
On Sunday, my mom told me that she looked at my fortune, and if I were to have a baby this year, it would definitely be a boy. And under the sign of a Golden Pig…which would be even more fortuitious for me and Aric (since we’re both Year of the Pig). I don’t know if I believe in all that cultural superstition entirely, but it does make my longing even that much stronger.
*sigh* I don’t know what to do. If I want a Golden Pig baby, I don’t have much time. Should I push Aric or just accept that we’re done? Hopefully Bett and Chew will stop being so selfish, and just let me take baby Cooper off their hands. 
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