Last night he casually says, "So, I'm not sure if we can really afford a van in the fall."
"Well, can you fit three car seats in your car now? What would you do?"
"Um, you want a third baby?"
"Maybe. I don't know. I'm just thinking."
I haven't been pressuring him, in fact I've been trying not to mention it. I thought I'd be really excited to hear him talk about a third seriously. But then DD had a bad night and I'm thinking, are we crazy?!
I think he's getting stressed b/c he finishes his MBA in the spring and we have some student loans from that to pay and thinking about needing a bigger vehicle is overwhelming, I guess.