I'm not sure if it has do with Zoe's age or mine or other factors I am not considering, but it seems like lately a lot of people have been asking me about having another child.
Does Zoe have an older brother or sister?
Do/did you want another?
Are you going to have another?
Typically followed by...
Why don't you have another?
Will you ever have another?
Don't you think Zoe would like a little brother or sister?
And after those questions are answered, I am usually given some comment on only children that vary in degree from good to bad, but very few land in the indifferent category.
I don't mind if someone asks me about having more children because I know it is common to have more than one. I accept that as polite conversation on the playground kind of thing. It is the relentless follow-up that gets to me. I mean, I don't go around asking pregnant women why they are having another baby. I don't ask people with 3 kids if they worry about their middle child. And even though I'd like to, I haven't asked my neighbor why on Earth she is having fourth kid. Do you know why? Because it is not my life and not my business.
I know that some faction of the world believes I am denying Zoe something crucial in life by not providing her with a brother or sister, but I don't believe that. I believe I am trying to be the best mother I can be for her -- and to me that includes not having any other children.