After Megan's birth, Bailey decided she had to take things in her own hands, "I refuse to pop out a baby every year, he doesn't have to birth them, he doesn't have to stay home and take care of them, I do!" She went in to her doctor's and asked for a birth control shot. Life was hectic with the two girls, both still in diapers, she didn't want to risk a third baby, not yet.
He wanted to start trying again just a few weeks after Megan's birth, and safely on the shot she was willing to let him try all he wanted.
She put her artistic talent into remodeling their home, it was over due for a face lift she felt, and she knew they had the funds to do it. They needed more room so the house was jacked up and a basement laid down underneath it. The living room and Kitchen were completely redone, as was the bathroom, the room that had been her mother's was turned into to bedroom for Madeline, and her art supplies were moved downstairs in the new basement where she could sculpt and paint in peace.
After months of trying with no success he suggested that maybe she needed to see a doctor, she knew it was time to stop getting the shot, she still wasn't ready for another baby, but at least Megan was a year old now, and Madeline was just past her second birthday.
Maybe it won't be so bad, and it wasn't, it took them almost two more years of trying before she conceived again, the shot had thrown her cycle off, secretly Bailey had hoped that maybe there wouldn't be another baby, the two she had were all she could handle most days, and left her little time for anything beyond cooking, cleaning, and changing diapers.
She gave birth to Mason shortly after Madeline's 5th birthday, finally she had given him a son. "Maybe now he will be happy," was the first thought that crossed her mind as she gazed down at her tiny son.
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