Baby fever

I have a serious case of baby fever. Crazy right? Justin thinks I'm crazy actually insane would be a better word. Brody is 4 1/2 months today, so for 4 months and 13 days, I have thought about/wanted another baby. It would be 4 1/2 months, but since I had to deliver w/out an epidural, I'm not counting the delivery day-well at least the 20 minutes it took to deliver Brody.
The reason I have baby fever is partly because Brody is 90%, most likely my last baby. I'm saving the last 10% for my next husband-haha just joking. Justin is pretty adamant about not wanting a third child. He brings up all the reasons "not to" have another one.
-we will need 2 rooms when going on vacation(have you met my cheap husband?)
-kids out number the adults
-there is always an odd man out
-do you know how expensive college will be in 18 years
-do you really want to wake up every 3 hours again(my answer is always yes)
-we have one of each, were good.
-with our luck we would end up with twin girls
The list continues, but you get the idea.
Seeing as the odds of another baby are against me, it makes me cherish and appreciate the days/stages/accomplishments so much more.

How could he not want a third child after looking at this sweet face.

And this weird face