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The wife's cycle has started up again. It wasn't nearly has dramatic as what I'd read on various blogs. It was more Hey. I'm back. Just popped in to say hello.

The most annoying thing (for me at least) is the irregularity of it. It's weird after almost two years of this baby-growing process to have pregnancy scares again. There's just no way to know if it's late or there's a bun in the oven. It's not like the usual "sore breasts" sign works when you're already breastfeeding.

For the record, there is no bun.

The way I like to look at it, we've hit perfection with this girl. I don't need another child. My biological clock is content with what we have – which I'm rather grateful for.

Another, more cynical way to look at it is that, thinking back at all the stages we've gone through, to be honest I'm not that interested in doing it again. I'm happy with this girl and it's "cured" that yearning need I felt before. Somehow, with the biological clock out of the way, any thoughts of new babies always end up in logicland, where they prove to be impractical. I don't want to have to think of another set of names, or find a house with enough space for another person, or worry about cots and clothes and mediate arguments and worry about being hyper-fair.

It's hard to describe without sounding offensive to by daughter or just generally hypocritical. I'll just say she completes our family well and leave it at that.