Baby fever on the rise.

Its official.

I have come down with a serious case of baby fever.

Between sniffing the sweet, fresh smell of our newest nephew, Zachary's, milky baby breath and combing my fingers through little Tucker Ruby's glossy black locks of hair I have caught a horrible (yet oh so wonderful!) case of baby fever.

I am sure my case will only worsen when I see Alex's expanding new baby bump and attend Kortni's baby shower for little Augustus tomorrow. I have been swimming in diaper cakes and newborn onesies for the last month... all of which has raised my temperature to an extreme baby-making high.

I can't help but wonder about timing. When is right to start thinking about, let alone trying for, baby #2? My brother and I are 4 years apart and now that we are older, have an amazing relationship that I cherish more then anything. Bryan and his brother are 2 years apart and were inseparable when they were younger and are great friends now that they have grown. What is the perfect gap between #1 and #2? Is there even such a thing? Is less more or more less?

Then there is the idea that #2 will be a girl. If this is the case would a larger age gap be better so as to lessen the 'annoying little sister' strain? Or if its a boy... maybe a few years between would be better so they could have their own time, their own friends, their own identity rather then feeling like they are just filling one anothers shoes... or following in a shadow.

Basically I have come to the conclusion that their is no 'right time' or perfect age. It would be nice to have Wyatt potty trained before so that we are only doing diaper duty for one but that could mean another year or more of waiting. Whenever #2 does decide to come along, I can only hope that he or she (she, She, SHE!) will bless our lives with as much joy as Wyatt has... which I know she (hehe...) will.

So in the mean time I take my daily dose of medicine (3 poopy diapers, 2 temper tantrums, and 1 ravioli to the face) to calm my fever and wait anxiously for those two little pink lines.