K.H.
We have three, the youngest is 1.5. I'm closer to 40 than 30 and my husband is a little past 40. After the youngest was born, I got the baby cravin' really quickly. We would totally have another IF we were 5 to 10 years younger. I think it's because we had a few years as a committed couple before we decided to start a family and we are looking forward to getting somewhat back to that, as in we don't have to plan things around naptime and have to remember to bring all the things that babies and toddlers need. I'm not trying to make them grow up faster but I'm at the point where I realize that, yes someday soon I won't have to buy diapers anymore. And looking forward to having a clean house again (nobody ruin my dream here!). It's sad because that chapter of my life is ending, but I'm ready to move on to the next one, especially when I realize how old I'll be when my youngest graduates from high school. And I have more room in my basement now that I'm giving all my baby stuff away. It was so hard going through the clothes, so many memories! I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm done - absolutely and completely - and it makes me sad but also frees me in a way. Does that make sense?
You didn't say how you husband felt. Is he waffling too?