To add or not to add, that was the question. Barstools that is.
We were remodeling our kitchen and stuck on whether to make an “L” shape for a fourth seat at our island.
That week, we also had been heavily discussing having a fourth baby.
“I’m worried it might be too crowded.” He said.
“I’m worried we will wish we had added it later. The time to decide is now.” I said.
“Are we still talking about bar stools here?”
We had made lists- reasons to and not to have another child.
We’d been unable to let go of the baby stuff, but not yet ready to commit to another.
We’d had many late night conversations about it and then decided to give it some more time.
And now here we were, talking about bar stools, but not really.
We cut cardboard boxes into both the “L” shape and “space for 3” shape and placed it on top of the island cabinets.
The “L” looked daunting, but when my husband stood by that facade, he announced, “Yea. This feels right.”
I looked him in the eye, smiled knowingly, and nodded my head “yes”.
Let’s add that fourth seat. Let’s try for that fourth baby.
It feels right.