More children?

We were in Malaysia and Christian was sleeping in the same room as me. He is usually most thoughtful at night and that night was no different.

Ch: “Mama you are my most loved person in this world.”

Me: *pleased, smiling with crinkly eyes*

Ch: “When you become a mama, are you happy to be one?”

I gave him some spiel that I am almost always happy. Although he and his sister anger or worry me sometimes, I am very happy to have them, most of the time. This reply seemed to satisfy him, but then he continued..

Ch: “Next time when I grow up I will buy a 7-seater car for you.”

I was pleased to hear that and told him I did not need a 7-seater car, but his next proclamation alarmed me somewhat until I clarified it.

Ch: “I will put you in a nice place, and draw you with flowers in the garden, and some insects flying around…”

Me: –_—What?? Oh, you mean draw me in a nice picture?

Ch ignores me and starts getting to the real point that has been bothering him:

“Mama, do you think 2 children is enough?”

Me (thinking his EQ is rather high, to start off with a leading question): “Oh..what makes you ask that? What do you think?”

Ch: “I think 3 is better. If you have 8, I’ll be the biggest.”

I laughed and told him he would always be the biggest, no matter how many children I have. He seemed chuffed at that notion, and I asked why he wanted more children.

“Then I will have more people to play with, not just 2 of us.”

I explained that his Daddy and I feel that we are already not spending enough time with them and to add another child into the mix would mean even less time for them. Christian thought about it a bit and decided on a compromise.

“How about when I am 15? You can have another baby when I am 15 and I can help.”

I burst out laughing again, telling him I’d be 40 years old then, but then realised to my horror that it was still a possibility, even when he is 15, to have another baby.

Decided to cut the conversation short and told him I’ll think about it.

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I reflected on why this line of questioning came up, and realised he must have overheard my conversation in the car with my cousin, who was remarking how different my life must be now, with 2 kids, and how I must not have time to go out or watch movies etc. Thankfully I gave rather neutral replies, but Christian must still have been bothered to have asked me if I was happy as a mama.. Oh such a darling. I must always remember they are watching and listening even if it appears that they are otherwise preoccupied!

p/s just found out he asked my mum “Popo if you have 3 grandchildren, will you go crazy?”

That scared my mum who asked him “Why?? Is your mama having another baby??!”